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FROM  THE  LIBRARY  OF 


REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,  D.  D. 


BEQUEATHED   BY   HIM  TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


SELECT  10  N 

OF 

HYMNS,         " 

FROM  THE  BEST  AUTHORS, 

INTENDED   TO  BE   AN 

APPENDIX 

TO 

Dr.  WATTS's  PSALMS  and  HYMNS, 


Br  JOHN  RIPPQNy  D.  D. 


INCLUDING   THE   NAMES  OF  THE   TUNES   ADAPTED   TO 
MOST   OF    THE    HYMNS. 


PRINTED  BT  S.  C.   U STICK, 

EURMNGTON, 

AMD  SOLD  AT  No.  79,  NORTH-THIRD  STREET 
PHILADELPHIA, 

1801. 


N.  B»     The  Number  of  the  Hymn  always  anfwers 
to  the  Number  of  the  Page — —thus  : 

Hymn    33         -  -         page    33 

Hymn  433  -         page  433 

Hymn  434         -  -         page  434 


PREFACE. 


rT^HE  Hymns  and  Pfalms  of  that  fweet  finger  in  Ifraei, 
X  Dr.  Watts,  have  juftly  obtained  a  diftinguifhed  reputa- 
tion, among  different  denominations  of  good  men,  and  ren- 
dered his  memory  dear  to  thoufands.  They  appear  to  me 
bettor  adapted  to  public  worfhip,  than  any  other  book  which 
I  have  feen,  and  it  would  pain  me  very  much,  to  find  any 
one  fufpect.ing  my  moft  cordial  attachment  to  them.  Unleis 
I  am  very  much  miftaken,  I  have  often  felt  their  beneficial 
influence  on  my  mind,  and  I  do,  with  the  grcateft  pleafure, 
rank  among  their  warmeft  admirers. 

OCCASION    OF  THIS   SELECTION. 

But  it  was  never  imagined,  by  Dr.  Watts,  or  any  other 
intelligent  perfon,  that  it  would  be  for  ever  improper  to 
introduce  other  hymns  into  a  congregation  where  his  are 
ufed.  And  it  muft  be  acknowledged,  copious  and  excellent 
as  they  are,  that  they  do  not  include  every  fubject  that  is 
needful  for  public  worfhip  ;  for  it  has  often  been  very  difficult 
if  not  impoflible  after  fermon,  to  find  a  hymn  or  pfalm  quite 
fuited  to  the  difcourfe  which  has  been  delivered.  Hence,  the 
minifter,  or  leader  of  the  pfalmody  has  been  under  the  necef- 
fity  of  taking  a  hymn,  now  from  one  author,  and  then  from 
another,  and  many  of  our  fenior  minifters  have  fometimes 
given  out  a  compofition  of  their  own.  Thefe  methods  have 
been  edifying  to  the  people,  but  an  inconvenience  has  at- 
tended them;  the  people  have  not  had  the  hymn  which 
has  been  fung,  and,  to-day  they  have  afked,  "  Who  was  the 
author  of  it  ?"  and  have  been  told,  it  was  one  of  Dr.  Watts's 
Lyric  Poems  ;  a  month  after  they  have  made  a  fmiiiar  en- 
quiry, and  have  learned  that  the  hymn  was  Dr.  Doddridge's-; 
the  next  time  they  enquired,  they  found  they  had  been 
comforted  by  one  of  prefident  Davies's  of  America,  or  elfe, 
by  the  united  piety  and  poetry  of  Theodofia. — At  laft,  not 
being  able  to  find  all  thefe  hymns,  in  any  two,  or  three,  or 
ten  books,  they  have  afked  another  queflion,  "  Why  could 
we  not  have  fome  of  the  beft  hymns  in  all  thefe  authors  put 
together,  and  ufed  with  Dr.  Watts  ?'"'  Such  enquiries  gave 
birth  to  the  prefent  publication. 

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IV  PREFACE. 

INTENTION  OF   THIS   VOLUME. 

This  Selection  was  never  intended,  either  directly  of 
indirectly,  to  fet  afide  Dr.  Watts,  in  any  congregation  upon 
earth ;  on  the  contrary,  it  is  hoped  that  he  will  be  more 
uied  than  ever.  And  that  he  may  be  fo,  his  Hymns  and 
Pfalms  keeping  their  former  place,  a  number  of  hymns  has 
been  introduced  from  his  Lyric  Poems,  Sermons,  and  Mis- 
cellanies, into  this  volume,  not  only  greater  than  has  yet 
appeared  in  any  one  collection  for  public  worfhip;  but,  I 
Relieve,  exceeding  what  has  been  printed  in  all  of  them  put 
together.  Thefe,  1  flatter  myfelf,  will  be  highly  acceptable 
to  the  real  friends  of  Dr.  Watts. 

But  as  Dr.  Watts  has  not  many  whole  hymns,  on  the 
characters  of  Chrift — the  work  of  the  Spirit — the  chriflian 
graces  and  tempers — the  parables  of  the  New  Teftament — the 
-ordinance  of  baptifrn — and  but  few  fuited  to  aflociations  and 
general  meetings  of  churches  and  minifters — ordinations- 
church  meetings — meetings  of  prayer — annual  fermons  to  ' 
young  people,  &c.  great  care  has  been  taken,  that  this  book 
fbould  be  en  the  one  hand,  a  good  Supplement,  filling  up,  in 
feme  mcafare,  thefe  deficiences ;  while  it  is  on  the  other,  an 
Appendix,  containing  fome  hymns  on  the  fame  fubjects  a* 
may  be  found  in  Dr.  Watts  :  thefe  have  been  {elected  jthat 
we  may  not  always  fing  of  the  fame  thing  in  the  fame  wordst 
but  enjoy  variety  in  the  work  of  praife,  which  is  generally  fa 
acceptable  in  the  duty  of  prayer. 

When  Dr.  Watts's  Hymns  and  Pfalms  were  introduced, 
there  were  fome  who  found  great  fault  with  them,  intimating 
that  they  had  pfalms  enough  already ;  and  it  may  be  there 
are  fome  well-meaning  perfons  now,  of  a  fimilar  defcription 
— to  fuch,  I  take  the  liberty  of  faying,  that,  I  think,  it  will 
be  very  difficult  to  find  any  wife  and  good  man,  who  has 
taken  the  lead  in  public  pfalmody,  with  proper  attention, 
for  feven  years,  and  is,  after  fuch  a  trial,  of  their  way  of 
thinking.  Too  great  a  variety  is  fcarcely  to  be  conceived 
of.  and  I  confefs  my  fear  is,  notwithstanding  this  addition 
of  above  five-hundred  hymns,  that  after  fermon  there  will  be 
many  fubjects  fought  for  in  vain,  both  in  this  Appendix,  as 
well  as  in  Dr.  Watts,  To  provide  for  this  inconvenience, 
as  far  as  poffible,  1  have  placed  together  a  number  of  fhort 
hymns,  to  be  fung  after  fermon.  Thefe  will,  perhaps,  often 
be  helpful,  when  no  one  can  be  found  exactly  fuitable  to  th* 
difcourfe,  us  they  are  on  very  general  fubjects,  fuch  as "  Praife 


PREFACE.  V 

for  the  gofpel — A  Meffing  rccpiefted  on  the  word  preached," 
and,  on  many  other  topics  of  very  common  concern. 

Some  of  the  beft  judges  who  have  been  confuked  on  this 
head,  have  recommended  a  variety  of  meafures.  Patrick'; 
Pfalms  are  confined,  I  obferve,to  three  meafures;  Dr.  Watts'* 
Pfalms  are  thrown  into  nine  ;  but  iome  of  thefe  meafures  arc 
row  fo  much  cut  of  ufe,  that  they  are  fcarcely  ever  fung. 
In  their  room  I  have  introduced  a  few  others,  perhaps  not 
enough  to  gratify  every  one,  but,  1  believe,  mod  of  thofe 
which  are  known,  and  valued  in  our  diiTenting  congregations, 
throughout  England. 

ENCOURAGEMENT. 

The  numerous  minhters,  and  other  brethren  to  whom  T 
have  read,  or  fent  my  defign,  have,  one  and  all,  unanimously 
encouraged  me  to  go  forward  ;  and  after  1  had  laid  my  plan, 
and  collected  great  part  en  my  materials,  I  was,  more  than 
ever,  convinced  that  an  Appendix  to  Dr.  Watts's  Hyms 
and  Pfalms,  was  very  generally  defired,  from  one  end  cf  the 
kingdom  to  the  other.  For  i  found,  that  fevcral  minifters, 
in  very  different  counties,  who  were  unacquainted  with  eacli 
others  intention,  had  actually  begun  a  work  of  this  kind ; 
but,  hearing  that  I  had  advanced  pretty  far  in  a  Selection, 
which  fhould  be  diftinguifhed  from  others,  by  an  orderly 
arrangement  of  fubjects,  they  dropped  their  defign,  and  three 
of  them,  very  politely  and  voluntarily  favoured  me  with 
fuch  communications,  as  lay  me  under  very  confiderabie  obli- 
gations. My  grateful  acknowledgments  attend  thefe  my 
brethren,  as  well  as  feveral  other  of  my  friends  who  have 
in  different  ways,  generoufly  contributed  towards  this  com- 
pilation. 

MATERIALS   AND   AUTHORS. 

As  this  book  is  an  Appendix  to  DF.  Watts*?  Hymns  and 
Pfalms,  none  of  them  have  been  felected  ;  but  1  have  gone 
through  more  than  Ninety  printed  volumes  of  Hymn-Bocks, 
Hymns,  Pfalms,  &c.  attentively  perufing  all  the  collections  I 
could  obtain  in  this  country  and  from  America.  In  confe- 
cpience  of  which,  this  publication  ought  to  contain  a  greater 
variety  of  fubjects  and  metres,  than  either  of  the  collections 
extant.  7/  may,  indeed,  be  ufed  alone;  but  it  is  principally 
defigned  for  thofe  congregations  in  which  Dr.  Watts's  Hymn? 
and  Pfalms  have  ftill  the preference  to  all  ethers, 
B 


VI  PREFACE. 

I  hope  it  will  be  obferved,  that  fome  of  the  hymns  which 
are  chofen,  have  been  inferted  in  the  greater  part  of  the  belt 
collections ;  and  I  judge  it  is  a  fuffieient  proof  of  their  worth, 
that  they  have  been  efteemed  by  fo  many  good  men.  There 
axe  more  than  three  hundred  others,  fome  of  which  indeed 
have  been  printed  before,  but  none  cf  them,  1  think,  have 
ever  appeared  in  any  collection  for  public  worfhip  till  now. 

The  original  hymns  which  adorn  this  volume,  and 
which  were  never  before  printed,  make  almoft  one-fourth 
part  of  the  whole.  For  thefe  (not  to  mention  here  all  the 
•valuable  perfons,  whofe  names  or  fignatures  (land  in  the  book) 
1  am  indebted  to  the  prefent  Dr.  Stermett,  the  Rev.  Mr. 
Turner  of  Abingdon,  the  Rev.  Mr.  Beddome  of  Bourton, 
and  the  Rev.  Mr.  Francis  of  Horfley ;  names — which  have 
been  for  many  years  ornaments  of  the  denomination  to  which 
they  belong,  and  which  I  mention  with  the  higheft  perfonal 
refpect — a  refpect,  in  which  I  am  joined  by  the  wifeft  and 
belt  men  in  all  our  churches.  The  friendly  communications 
of  thefe  gentlemen,  have  been  no  inconfiderable  acquisition  : 
but  it  is  proper  to  remark,  that  though  this  volume  is  indebted 
to  them,  for  many  of  its  beauties,  they  are  accountable  for 
none  of  the  blemifhes,  that  may  appear  in  the  hymns  which 
do  not  bear  their  names 

In  moffc  places,  where  the  names  of  the  authors  were  known, 
they  are  put  at  full  length ;  but  the  hymns  which  are  not  fo 
diftinguifhed,  or  which  have  only  a  fingle  letter  prefixed  to 
them,  were,  many  of  them,  compofed  by  perfons  unknown, 
or  elfe  have  undergone  fome  confiderable  alterations.  The 
author  of  the  firft  hymn  wifhes  it  fomewhere  to  be  laid, 
that  the  leading  idea  of  it  was  taken  from  Addifon. 

I  truft  it  will  be  found,  that  the  hymns  in  this  Selection 
are  truly  evangelical;  but  if  any  fentiment  or  expreflion  has 
efcaped  me,  that  is  contrary  to  the  facred  oracles,  I  hope  I 
fhall  be  willing  to  correct  it,  whenever  an  opportunity  may 
offer.  It  would  pain  me  beyond  expreffion,  if  there  were 
,v..\-  hymn  in  the  Look,  that  might  give  Jufl  reafon  for  offence 
to  any  ferious  mind.  I  hope  no  line;  nor  even  fv  11  able  will  be 
found,  tending  to  make  the  breaches  between  good  men, 
wider  than  they  are  already.  It  has  ^iven  me  no  fmal]  plea- 
sure to  unite,  as  far  as  I  could,  here  below,  different  denomi~ 
nations  of  minifters,  and  chriftians,  in  the  fame  noble  work, 
which  fhall  for  ever  employ  them  ahove.  My  enquiry  has 
not   been,   xvbafe  hymns   foall  I  choofe,  but    ivftai  hriu>; 


PREFACE.  VII 

and  hence  it  will  be  fcen,  that  churchmen  and  difienters, 
Watts  and  Tate,  Wsfley  and  Toplady.  England  and  America, 
fing  fide  by  fide,  and  very  often  join  in  the  fame  triumph, 
ufing  the  fame  \vord=.  And  when  Chrift  has  been  the 
fubjc&  of  the  fong,  we  have  been  ready  to  fay, 

Europe  and  Afta  fhall  refound, 

With  Africa,  his  fame  ; 
And  thou,  America,  in  fongs- 

Redeeming  love  proclaim. 

ORDER    OF   THE  VOLUME. 

1  have  aimed,  all  through  the  book,  at  an  eafy  method,  a 
fcheme  of  which  may  be  feen  in  the  page  which  faces  the  firffc 
hymn:  By  this  means,  1  hope,  it  will  be  eafy  to  find  almoft 
any  Subject.  But  as  no  two  perfons  would  be  likely  to  arrange 
five  hundred  hymns  alike,  and  as  fome  hymns  may  bear 
two  or  three  titles  (as  many  in  Dr.  Watts's  book  do)  and 
therefore  fland  with  propriety  under  different  heads,  perhaps 
it  may  turn  out  on  examination,  that  I  have  not  placed  all 
the  hymns,  where  fome  attentive  perfons  would  have  expec- 
ted to  find  them.  Should  any  of  them  be  found  in  a  lefs 
proper  place  than  they  might  have  had,  it  will  give  me 
pleafure  if  none  of  them  ftand  in  an  improper  place.  There 
appeared  to  me  fome  reafon  for  placing  them  whsre  they 
are;  if  this  fhould  not  appear  to  others,  I  have  the  correlation 
to  reflects  that  the  intrinfic  merit  of  the  hymn  will  not  be 
leffencd  by  its  {landing  in  a  wrong  leaf,  and  that  if  the  whole 
book  is  not  reduced  to  a  perfeCl method,  a  copious  Index  will 
be  very  likely  to  make  amends,  for  ail  deficiencies  of  this 
fort. 

MANNER   OF    SINGING. 

"  It  were  to  be  wifhed,"  fays  Dr.  Watts,  "  that  we  might 
not  dwell  fo  long  upon  every  fingle  note,  and  produce  the 
fyllables  to  fuch  a  tirefome  extent,  with  a  conftant  uniformity 
of  time ;  which  difgraces  the  mufic,  and  puts  the  congregation 
quite  out  of  breath  in  finging  five  or  fix  ftanzas  :  whereas 
if  the  method  of  finging  were  but  reforrred  to  a  greater  fpeed 
of  pronunciation,  we  might  often  enjoy  the  pleafure  of  a 
longer  pfalm,  with  lefs  expenfe  of  time  and  breath  ;  and  our 
pfalmody  would  be  more  agreeable  to  that  of  the  ancient 
churches,  more  intelligible  to  others,  and  more  delightful  to 
eurfelvei — It  were  to  be  wifhed  alio,  thai  all  congregations 

b  2 


VIII  PREFACE. 

and  private  fanvlies  would  finer  as  they  do  in  foreign  Fro- 
teftant  countries,  without   reading  line  by  line." 

The  feveral  minifters  who  preached  a  courfe  of  fermons  in. 
East  Cheap,  dated  1708,  1711,  1713  and  1717,  fay  under 
the  duty  of  finging,  "  Thee  remains  one  thing  we  are  con- 
cerned to  plead  for,  namely,  a  practice  which  has  lately 
obtained  in  fome  of  our  congregations,  and  that  is  Jingiug  of 
pfalms  ivitbout  reading.  This  has  been  matter  of  fcruple  to 
ibme  people,  and  to  remove  an  old  cuftom,  though  a  bad  cne, 
is  like  removing  the  ancient  land  marks,  &c."  The  arguments 
•which  are  given  in  thefe  fermons  for  finging  without 
parcelling  out  the  lines,  sre  very  convincing- — and  I  have  the 
pleafure  to  remark,  that  this  practice  is  gaining  ground  in 
fome  congregations  of  the  firft  note  in  London,  at  Priftol, 
and  elfewhere — and  it  is  hoped  that  it  will  foon  become 
pretty  general  where  it  can  be  conveniently  introduced, 

CONCLUSION. 

I  am  not  fo  vain  as  to  fuppofe,  that  thefe  materials  would 
not  have  appeared  to  greater  advantage,  if  they  had  paffed 
through  other  hands;  but  I  can  fay  with  truth,  1  have  done 
my  be  ft — And  when  I  have  looked  around,  and  feen  the  men 
who  were  mo  ft  fitted  for  this  work,  bufily  and  honorably 
engaged  in  writing  and  printing  on  fuch  fubjects  as  the  fpirit 
of  the  times  makes  it  neceffary  to  difcufs,  or  in  preaching 
very  frequently  (bleffings  to  the  churches  over  which  they 
prefide,  and  to  the  villages  all  around  them) ;  a  hope  has  been 
indulged,  that  it  would  not  be  thought  prefumptuous  even 
in  a  junior  brother,  were  he  (borrowing  a  fimilitude)  to  walk 
abroad  and  gather  up  the  golden  ears  which  have  long  lain 
fcattered  in  the  fields  of  piety  and  genius,  that  fo  a  fheaf  of 
gratitude  ..light  be  prefented  by  an  affectionate  patter  to  his 
affectionate  people.  J.  R. 

No,  10.  Grange  Road,  Sauthivark. 


A  TABLE  to  find  any  HYMN  by  the 
firfl  Line. 


Hymn  and  Pag: 

A  Debtor  to  mercy  alane  -    223 

'  A  fulnefs  rcfidcs  -    150 

A  good  high  prieft  is  come  -     190 

Adam  our  f.vher  and  our  head  -       33 

Afflicted  faint  to  Chrift  draw  near  -              -     123 

Ah  wretched  fouls  who  ftrive  in  vain  -            -     334 

Alas  what  hourly  dangers  rife  -                      -     320 

All  hail  incarnate  God                      -  -     430 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jefus' name  -             "      *7r 

A  Imighty  Father  gracious  Lord  -                          3  7 

Almighty  Maker  God !  -                          -     345 

Almighty  Maker  cf  my  frame  -                   -     54; 

Am  I  a  foliiier  of  the  crofs  -                       -     22l> 

And  art  thou  with  us  gracious  Lord  -                 -     1 24 

And  be  it  fo  that  till  this  hour  -                -     230 

And  can  my  heart  afpire  fo  high  -                  -     27;.' 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  juft  -                     -     48J 

And  have  I  Chrift  no  love  to  thee  «            -     25  % 

And  is  the  gofpel  peace  and  love  -                 -     i6;> 

Aloud  we  fing  the  wondrous  grace  4        ■     -     2.5S 

And  muft  I  part  with  all  I  have  -                  -     281: 

And  will  th'  eternal  King  -                          -     29$ 

And  will  the  Judge  defcend  -                  -     573 

And  will  th' offended  God  again  -                     -     299 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away                  -  -     142 

Another  fix-days  work  is  done  -                  "     34&    ' 

Arife  my  tendered  thoughts  arife  -            -       42 

Afcend  thy  throne  almighty  King  -                    -     370 

As  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung  -                 -       8o 

As  fhowers  on  meadows  newly  mown  -         -     209 

Afham'd  of  Chrift,  my  foul  difdain  -                 -     280 

Afiul  us  Lord  thy  name  to  praife  -         -     326 

Aftonifh'd  and  diftrefs'd  -                       -       40 

At  anchor  laid  remote  from  home  -               -  .  212 

Attend  my  ear  my  heart  rejoice  -                        -     573 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God  -            -     470 


A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page 

Awake,  awake  the  facred  fong                 -  -  131 

Awake  my  foul  in  joyful  lays  -               -  13 

Awake  my  foul  ftretch  every  nerve  -                 -  302 

Awake  our  drowi'y  fouls                        -  -  349 

Awake  our  fouls  and  blefs  his  name  -  165 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear                  -  -  286 

Awake  fweet  gratitude  and  fing  -              -  153 

Awhile  remain'd  the  doubtful  ftrife  -                -  541 

BACKSLIDERS  who  your  mifery  feel  -  176 

Before  thy  throne  eternal  King  -               .  424 

Begone  unbelief                       -                   -  -  290 

Behold  long  wiih'd-for  fpring  is  come  -             -  500 

Behold  the  leprous  Jew                      -  102 

Behold  the  fin-atoning  Lamb  -  1 79 

Behold  the  fons  the  heirs  of  God             -  -  229 

Befet  with  fnares  on  every  hand  *             -  297 

Blefs'd  be  the  tie  that  binds                  -  -  254 

Blefs'd  Jefus  fcurce  of  grace  divine  -             -  208 

Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  heart  expands  -             -  5-3 

Blefs'd  men  who  ftretch  their  willing  hands  -  292 

BleiTed  are  the  fons  of  God  -                -  94 

BleiTed  Redeemer  how  divine                   -  242 

BLw  ye  the  trumpet  blow                 -  -             "57 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King  -            -  240 

Chrift  our  paffover  is  flain  -                  -  186 

Chrift  the  Lord  is  rifen  to-day  -             -  141 

Come  every  pious  heart                      -  -  489 

Come  gracious  Spirit  heavenly  Dove  -             -  207 

Come  guilty  fouls  and  flee  away  -                   -  37 6 

Come  humble  finner  in  whofe  breaft  -           -  355 

Come  let  me  love  or  is  my  mind             -  -  5.5 1 

Come  Lord  and  help  us  to  rejoice  -           -  232 

Come  Lord  and  warm  each  languid  heart  -  583 

Come  fee  on  bloody  Calvary  -                  -  478 

Come  finners  faith  the  mighty  God  -             -  1 14 

Come  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blefling           -  -  509 

Come  thou  long  expected  Jefus  -  162 

Come  thou  foul-transforming  Spirit  -                -  368. 

Come  weary  fouls  with  fin  diftrefs'd  -              -  117 

Come  ye  finners  poor  and  wretched  -             -  11S 


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Come  ye  that  fear  the  Lord 
Come  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 
Comp ar'd  vvith  Chrift  in  all  befide 
Curit  be  the  man  fur  ever  curft 


Hymn  and  Page 
*     437 

-  175 

-  204 

-  52 


DAY  of  judgment  day  of  wonders 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  all  below 
Dear  friend  of  friendlefs  finners  hear 
Dear  Lord  and  mall  thy  Spirit  reft 
Dear  Lord  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 
Dear  Lord  tho'  bitter  is  the  cup 
Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  foul 
Dear  Saviour  make  me  wife  to  fee 
Dear  Saviour  we  are  thine 
Dear  Saviour  when  my  thoughts  recall 
Dear  fhepherd  of  thy  people  hear 
Deareft  Saviour  help  thy  fervant 
Death  with  his  dread  commiffion  feal'd 
Deep  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has  made 
Deluded  fouls  who  think  to  find 
Depraved  minds  on  amesfeed 
Defcend  celeftial  Dove 
Defcend  holy  Spirit  the  Dove 
Did  Chrift  o'er  fnmert  weep 
Difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing  Lord 
Do  not  I  love  thee  O  my  Lord 
Doft  thou  my  profit  feek 


577 
402 
266 
2>* 

446 
264 
316 
244 
8f 
272 
340 
365 
539 
188 

A  OO 
158 
468 
214 
367 
388 
425 
540 


EARTH  has  engrofs'd  my  love  too  long 
Encompafs'd  with  clouds  of  diftrefs 
Enquire  ye  pilgrims  for  the  way 
Enflav'd  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains 
Eternal  God  almighty  caufe 
Eternal  God  enthron'd  on  high 
Eternal  power  whofe  high  abode 
Eternal  fource  of  every  joy 
Eternal  Spirit  fource  of  light 
Eternal  wifdom  thee  we  praife 
Eternity  is  juft  at  hand 
Exalted  Prince  of  life  we  own 
C    2 


538 

220 

405 

70 

2 

524 

26 

508 

211 

29 

548 

269 


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FAIR  Sion's  King  we  fuppliant  bow 
Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs 
Faith  'tis  a  precious  grace 
Father  at  thy  call  I  come 
Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye 
Father  God  who  feeft  in  me  - 

Father  how  wide  thy  glory  fhincs 
Father  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd 
Father  of  all  thy  care  we  blefs 
Father  of  faithful  Abram  hear 
Father  of  glory  to  thy  name 
Father  of  mercies  bow  thine  ear 
Father  of  mercies  in  thy  hcufe 
.Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word 
Father  of  mercies  fend  thy  grace 
Father  whate'er  of  earthly  blifs 
For  a  feafon  call'd  to  part 
Forgivenefs  'tis  a  joyful  found 
Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns 
From  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief 
From  winter's  barren  clods 


Hymn  and  Page 

-  417 

-  zik 

-  217 

-  270 

-  3Zi 

-  76 

-  11a 

-  419 

-  335 

-  422 

22 

-  426 
407 

46 
157 
319 
5*S 

8/ 
3*o 
zzt 

499 


GIVE  glory  to  God  ye  children  of  men 
Give  to  the  Father  praife 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  fpoken  ; 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father 
Glory  to  God  on  high  i 

Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above 
Glory  to  the  Father's  name         .  . 

Glory  to  the  eternal  King 
Glory  to  thee  my  God  this  night 
Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize 
God  in  the  gofpel  of  his  Son 
God  is  a  name  my  foul  adores 
God  moves  in  a  myfterious  way 
God  of  eternity  from  thee  ; 

God  of  my  life  to  thee  belong 
God  with  us  O  glorious  name 
Grace  'tis  a  charming  found 
Gracious  Lord  incline  thine  ear 
Oreat  author  of  th'  immortal  mind  •     , 


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591 
337 
185 
589 
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454 

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544 
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296 

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OF  THE  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn  and  Pa^t 

Great  Father  of  mankind                        -  -  4^6 

Great  former  of  this  various  frame  -             -  5 

Great  God  amid  the  darkfome  night  -              -  199 

Great  God  my  Maker  and  my  King  -         -  iS 

Great  God  now  condefcend                      •  -  330 

Great  God  of  providence  thy  ways  -             -  35 

Great  God  of  wonders  all  thy  ways            -  8j 

Great  God  oppreft  with  grief  and  fear  -  330 

Great  God  the  nations  of  the  earth  -             -  420 

Great  God  thy  watchful  care  we  blefs  -  2>y? 

■Great  God  to  thee  my  evening  fong  -           -  495 

Great  God  we  in  thy  courts  appear            -  -  4J- 

Great  God  we  fing  that  mighty  hand  -  51a 

Great  God  what  hofts  of  angels  ftand  -             -  3c  7 

Great  God  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent  -  33 J 

Great  leader  of  thine  Ifrael's  hoft  -               -  317 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  matchlefs  power  -           -  j  36 

Great  ruler  of  the  earth  and  Ikies             -  -  531 

Great  Spirit  of  immortal  love  -              -  256 

Guide  me  O  thou  great  Jehovah             -  ~  5&7 

HAIL  mighty  Jefus  how  divine  -  77 

Hail  thou  once  defpifed  Jefui  •  75 

Happy  beyond  defcription  he                 -  -  227 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace  -             -  29  r 

Happy  the  man  whofe  cautious  fteps  -  16  I 

Hark  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls  -             .  93 

Hark  the  glad  found  the  Saviour  comes  -  134 

Hark  the  herald  angels  fing                     -  -  130 

Hark  the  voice  of  love  and  mercj  -  71 

Hark 'tis  our  heavenly  leader's  voice  -              -  328 

He  comes  he  comes  to  judge  the  world  -  578 

He  dies  the  friend  of  finners  dies  -               -  474 

He  lives  the  great  Redeemer  lives  -                -  152, 

Hear  gracious  God  my  humble  moan  -             -  308 

Hear  gracious  Sovereign  from  thy  throne  -  210 

Heaven  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree  -               -  565 

Here  at  thy  table  Lord  we  meet                 -  -  483 

Here  Lord  my  foul  convi £ed  (lands  -  jo 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name                 -  -  1 7 

Holy  wonder  heavenly  grace              -     *  -  347 

H«ufe  of  our  God  with  cheerful  anthems  ring  •  533 


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Hymn  and  Page 

How  are  thy  fervants  blefs'd  O  Lord  -"            -       3<fr 

How  charming  is  the  place                       -  -  341 

How  did  the  powers  of  darknefs  rage  -  314 

How  firm  a  foundation  ye  faints  of  the  Lord  .  1-8 

How  free  and  boundlefs  is  the  grace  -           -  362 

How  great  how  folemn  is  the  work  -                -  453 

Kow  great  how  terrible  that  God             -  -  57® 
How  happy  are  we                 -                                               62 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  -               -  50O 

Kow  haft  thou  Lord  from  year  to  year  -  502 

How  keen  the. tempter's  malice  is  -  155 

How  long  fhall  death  the  tyrant  reign  -  569 

How  long  fhall  earth's  'alluring  toys  -              -  546 

How  long  thou  faithful  God  fhall  I  364 

How  lovely  how  divinely  fweet  -                   -  343 

How  many  years  has  man  been  driven  -  42I 

How  oft  alas  this  wretched  heart  -                          86 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine  -              -        43 

How  (hall  I  my  Saviour  fet  forth  -                -151 

How  fhall  the  fons  of  men  appear  -               "377 

How  foft  the  words  my  Saviour  fpeaks  -  517 

How  various  and  how  new                    -  -  547 

/Tumble  fouls  who  feek  falvation  -                 -  445 

T  Afk'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow  -  321 

jl    I  come  the  great  Redeemer  cries  -  193 

]  my  Ebenezer  raife                -                  -  -  512 

I  would  but  cannot  fing                          -  -  309 

If  fecret  fraud  fhould  dwell  -              -  283 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine                           -  "  1 64 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptift  ftands  -          -  441 

In  ibngs  of  fublime  adoration  and  praife  -  110 

In  fweet  exalted  it-rains                 -  -               -  338 

In  thee  thou  all-fufficient  God  -                 -  441 

In  vain  Apollos'  filver  tongue  -              -  3 60 

\p.  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires              .  .  399 

In  what  confufion  earth  appears               -  -  582 

Is  Jefus  mine  I'm  now  prepar'd  -  378 
Jfrael  in  ancient  days                  ...       55 

It  is  the  Lord  enthron'd  in  light  -  279 

Jefus  and  fhall  it  ever  be                -  -                   -451 

Jefos  at  thy  command             -  -  3°4 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn  and  Page 

J  •".<=.  eommiffion'd  frcm  above                   -  -  184. 

1     us  full  of  all  compaffion                            -  -  295 

Jefua  I  love  thy  charming  name                     -  -  173 

J<*fus  how  precious  is  thy  name                  -  -192. 

Jeius  1  fing  thy  matchlefs  grace                      -  171 

Jefus  immutably  the  fame                     .  -  2CO 

Jefus  is  our  great  fclvation              -                   -  108 

Jefus  let  thy  pitying  eye                          -  -  313 

Jefus  lover  of  my  foul                  -                  -  -  305 

Jefus  mighty  King  in  Sion                     -  -  449 

Jefus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone                      -  -  201 

Jefus  my  Lord  how  rich  thy  grace                  -  -  433 

Jefus  my  love  my  chief  delight                  -  -  171 

Jefus  my  Saviour  and  my  God                     -  -  106 

Jefus  O  word  divinely  fweet                  -  -  475 

Jefus  our  fouls  delightful  choice                      -  -  219 

Jefus  fince  thou  art  ftill  to-day                  -  -  189 

Jefus  the  eternal  Son  of  God                           -  '55 

Jefus  the  heavenly  lover  gave                  _  -  159 

Jefus  the  Lord  our  fouls  adore                          -  -  167 

Jefus  the  fpring  of  joys  divine                  -  -  196 

Jefus  thy  blood  and  righteoufnef3                       -  -  84 

Jefus  we  claim  thee  for  our  own                  -  -  178 

Jefus  we  hang  upon  the  word                  -  „  206 

Jefus  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes                      -  -  477 

KEEP  filence  all  created  things                  -  9 

Kind  are  the  words  that  Jeius  fpeaks  -  125 

Kindred  in  Chrift  for  his  dear  fake              -  -  J  f4 

King  of  Salem  blefs  my  foul                     -  -  1 83 

LET  avarice  from  more  to  fhore                 -  -  45 

Let  others  boaft  their  ancient  line             -  -  91 

Let  party  names  no  more                           -  -  255 

Let  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake              »  -  410 

Let  thole  who  bear  the  chriftian  name             -  -  282 

Light  of  thofc  whofe  dreary  dwelling               -  -  182 

Lo  he  comes  with  clouds  defcending             -  -  576 

Lo  he  cometh  ccuntlefs  trumpets                   -  -  575 

Look  down  O  Lord  with  pitying  eye  -  371 

Look  up  ye  faints  direct  your  eyes               -  27 

Lord  am  I  thine  entirely  thine             -  -  490 
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Hymn  and  Page 

Lord  and  am  I  yet  ali-e             .  -                        1 6 

Lord  at  thy  feet  we  finners  lie  -                      235 

Lord  at  thy  tabic  I  behold              -  -                 .482 

Lord  didft  thou  die  but  not  for  me  •            -     287 

Lord  difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffmg  -                 •     389 

Lord  doft  thou  fhew  a  corner-ftone  -               -163 

Lord  God  omnipotent  to  blefs                   -  -     38s 

Lord  haft  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways  -     105 

Lord  how  large  thy  bounties  are  -                -     Ii^ 

Lord  how  (hall  wretched  finners  dare  •             •     5*7 

Lord  I  am  pain'd  but  I  refign            .  .             ,    538 

Lord  I  am  vile  what  fhall  I  fay  .               •     493 

Lord  I  cannot  let  thee  go  354 

Lord  if  thou  thy  grace  impart           »  .             -237 

Lord  of  hofts  how  lovely  fair             .  .            ,      342 

Lord  (hall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs  .           .401 

Lord  thou  haft  been  thy  children's  God  .              .         4, 

Lord  thou  with  an  unerring  beam  .               .         8 

Lord  thy  pervading  knowledge  ftrikee  .           .       28 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight                 .  .            -     55$ 

Lord  we  come  before  thee  now             ,  .           .     363 

Lord  when  I  read  the  traitor '9  doom  .              .580 

Lord  when  our  raptur'd  thought  furveys  «                  3  2 

Lord  when  we  fee  a  faint  of  thine  .              .     55$ 

Lord  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart  .             .     236 

Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found  •                   58 


MAY  the  grace  of  Chrift  our  Saviour  ,          .     394 

Methinks  the  laft  great  day  is  come  .          .     571 

Mighty  God  while  angels  blefs  thee  .               •     132. 

'Mong  all  the  priefts  of  Jewifii  race         .  .          •     19 1 

Mortals  awake  with  angels  join           .  *             .129 

Muft  all  the  charms  of  nature  then  .                     52c* 

My  brethren  from  my  heart  belov'd  .                416 

My  Captain  founds  the  alarm  of  war  •              .     30J 

My  God  affift  me  while  I  raife             .  .             ,     203 

My  God  how  cheerful  is  the  found  •               .126 

My  God  the  covenant  of  thy  love          .  .         .67 

My  God  what  filken  cords  are  thine  ;               ,216 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I'll  love         .  .          .     253 


CE  THE  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn  and  Pagft 
My  grr.teful  tongue  immortal  K;ng  .  .       25 

My. fifing  foul  with  ftrong  defirea        .         .  '97 

I  ivioui  let  me  hear  thy  voice  .  .       89 

My  forrows  like  a  flood  .  •  .88 

My  foul  with  joy  rirtend         .  ...     103 

My  thoughts  that  often  mount  the  Ikies  •    550 

Mv  times  of  forrow  and  of  jcy  .  «  .     276 


NO  rr ore  dear  Saviour  will  I  boaft  ,             .     4?C 

No  ftrength  of  nature  can  fufHce  .                 5r 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth              .  -95 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence              .  :          .      225 

Not  unto  us  but  thee  alone                 .  .             .384 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme              ,  69 

Now  far  above  thefe  ftarry  firics  .                   .     479 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts         •  :          .497 

Nov  let  a  true  ambition  rife              .  .                .     519 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  furvey  ,                  .     154 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive          ,         .  .566 

Nov  let  our  faith  grow  ftrong  and  rife  .           .      4S0 

Now  let  our  hearts  cor.fbire  to  raife  .                     3  2  2- 

Now  let  our  fouls  on  wings  fublime  .                  323 

Nov/  let  our  voices  join              .              ;  .           .239 

Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  ftrong  .                   .     3C0 

Now  let  us  raife  our  cheerful  ftrains         .          .  .     14  7 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  .              .      390 

Now  Lord  the  heavenly  feed  is  fown  .              .     37^ 

Now  while  the  gofpel-net  is  caft         .  .           .365 


O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darknefs  .              .     42? 

O  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God  .               .        98 

O  for  a  fweet  infpiring  ray              .  .              .     587 

O  God  my  Sun  thy  blif?ful  rays              .  .           .     231 

O  Lord  I  would  delight  in  thee  .                   .     24S 

O  Lord  my  beft  defires  fulfil              .  .           .277 

O  Lord  my  God  whofe  fovcreign  love  •                .       63 

O  my  diftruftful  heart                  .  .                  .64 

O  my  foul  what  means  this  fadnefs  ;              •     3l3 

O  that  I  knew  the  fecret  place              .  •            .99 

O  that  the  Lord  indeed  .                  •     381 


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Hymn  and  Page 
O  the  immenfe  the  amazing  height  .  ,     50J 

O  thon  before  whofe  gracious  throne 
O  thou  that  haft  redemption  wrought 
O  thou  v/ho  didtt  thy  glory  leave 
O  what  ftupendous  mercy  mines 
O  ye  immortal  throng 
Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know 
Oft  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within 
On  Jordan's  ftormy  banks  1  fiand 
On  Sion  his  mod  h  ly  mount 
On  us  opprefs'd  beneath  thy  flroke 
On  what  has  now  been  fown 
On  wings  of  faith  mount  up,   &c. 
Once  as  the  Saviour  pafs'd  along 
Our  Father  whofe  eternal  fway  , 

Our  God  afcends  his  lofty  throne 
Cur  heavenly  Father  calls 
Our  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead  • 

Our  Saviour  alone  .  .  » 

PATIENCE  O  what  a  grace  divine 
Peace  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand  • 

Poor  weak  and  worthlefs  tho'  I  am 
Praife  Father  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft 
Praife  God  from  whom  all  bleffings  flow 
Praife  the  Saviour  all  ye  nations 
Praife  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name 
Praife  to  the  Lord  of  boundlefs  might 
Praife  to  the  Lord  who  bows  his  ear 
Praife  to  thy  name  eternal  God  i 

Prepare  me  gracious  God 
Proclaim  faith  Ghrift  my  wondrous  grace 
Proftrate  dear  Jefus  at  thy  feet  , 


RAISE  thoughtlefs  finner  raife  thine  eye 
Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King 
Religion  is  the  chief  concern 
Repent  the  voice  celeftial  cries 
Return  my  roving  heart  return 
Rife  my  foul  and  flretch  thy  wings 
Rcclt  of  ages  fhelter  me 


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Hymn  and  Page 

SALVATION  O  melodious  found  :  .     S13 

Salvation  thro'  our  dying  God 
Saviour  divine  we  know  thy  name  ; 

Saviour  of  men  and  Lord  of  love 
Saviour  vifit  thy  plantation  .  , 

Say  fhould  we  fearch  the  globe  around 
Say  who  is  fhe  that  looks  abroad 
Searcher  of  hearts  before  thy  face 
See  Felix  cloth'd  with  pomp  and  power 
See  gracious  God  before  thy  throne 
See  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 
See  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
See  how  the  mounting  fun  ,  , 

See  how  the  willing  converts  trace  . 

See  Ifrael's  gentle  fhepherd  ftand 
See  Lord  thy  willing  fubjecb  bow 
Self-deftroy'd  for  help  I  pray  . 

Shall  atheifls  dare  infult  the  crofs 
Shall  Jefus  defcend  from  the  fkies 
Shepherd  of  Ifrael  bend  thine  ear 
Shepherd  of  Ifrael  thou  doft  keep 
Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
Shout  for  the  bleffed  Jefus  reigns 
Since  Jefus  freely  did  appear  .  • 

Sinful  and  blind  and  poor 
Sing  to  the  Lord  above  „ 

Sinner  O  why  fo  thoughtlefs  grown 
Sinners  the  voice  of  God  regard  . 

So  fair  a  face  bedew 'd  with  tears 
Sons  we  are  thro'  God's  election 
Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high 
Sovereign  of  life  I  own  thy  hand         , 
Sovereign  ruler  of  the  fkies 
Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood         , 
Stay  thou  infulted  Spirit  ftay  .  . 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
Stretch' d  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies 
Sweet  was  the  time  when  firft  I  felt         ; 

THAT  God  who  made  the  worlds  on  high 
The  Bible  is  juftly  efteem'd 
The  deluge  at  the  Almighty's  call 

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The  fountain  of  Chr'fc 
The  C  od  of  Abram  praife 
The  God  of  love  will  fure  indulge 
The  great  Redeemer  we  adore 
The  holy  eunuch  when  b?.ptiz'd 
The  icy  chains  that  bound*  the  earth 
The  joyful  morn  my  God  is  come 
The  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads 
The  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 
The  Lord  who  rules  the  world's  affairs 
The  Lord  will  happinefs  divine 
The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace 
The  mighty  God  will  not  defpife  ; 

The  moment  a  fmner  believes  . 

The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals 
The  righteous  Lord  fupremely  great 
The  Saviour  calls  let  every  ear 
The  fpring  great  God  at  thy  command 
The  wandering  ftar  and  fleeting  wind 
The  wondering  nations  have  beheld 
Thee  Father  we  blefs 
There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood 
There's  joy  in  heaven  and  joy  on  earth 
There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  blifs 
Thine  earthly  fabbaths  Lord  we  love 
This  God  is  the  God  we  adore 
Thou  art  O  God  a  Spirit  pure 
Thou  dear  Redeemer  dying  Lamb 
Thou  God  of  glorious  majeily 
Thou  Lord  my  fafety  thou  my  light 
Thou  only  centre  of  my  reft 
Thou  only  fovereign  of  my  heart 
Thou  very  pafchal  Lamb . 
Thrice  happy  fouls  who  born  from  heaven 
Thro'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life 
Thro'  all  the  various  fluffing  fcene 
Thus  Agur  breath'd  his  warm  defire 
Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on 
Thus  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace 
1  hus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 
Thus  we  commemorate  the  day  .  . 

Thy  life  I  read  my  deareft  Lord 


Kymn  and  Page 
168 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn  and  Page 
Thy  mercy  my  God  is  the  tneme  d£  my  fang  .       15 

Thy  names  how  infinite  they  be 
Thy  prefence  everlafting  God  .  . 

Thy  prefence  gracious  God  afford 
7'hy  fire  and  her  who  brought  thee  fcrth 
Thy  way  O  God  is  in  the  Tea 
7'hy  ways  O  Lord  with  wife  defign 
'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 
'Tis  finifh'd  fo  the  Saviour  cried 
'Tis  finifh'd  'tis  done  the  fpirit  is  fled 
To  (Thrift  the  Lord  let  every  tongue 
To  diftant  lands  thy  gofpel  fend 
To  Father  Sen  and  Holy  Ghoft 
To  God  my  Saviour  and  my  King 
To  God  the  great  Father  be  praife 

To  God  the  univerfal  King  .  .     ;         .  1 

To  Jefus  our  exalted  Lord  .  .  .487 

To  our  Redeemer's,  glorious  .name  .  .     48  > 

To  praife  the  ever  bounteous  Lo;d  .  .     SPA 

To  the  eternal  Three  •  •  .     5§4 

To  tl  •  ■  let  my  firft  offerings  rift  .  .  .     4  91" 

To  thee  who  reignft  fupreme  above  .  .     529 


T  1  NCLEAN  unclean  and  full  of  fin 
kJ    Unite  my  roving  thoughts  unite 
Unto  thine  altar  Lord 
Vital  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  ♦ 

WATT  O  my  foul  thy  Maker's  will 
We  blefs  th'  eternal  fonrce  of  light 
What  are  pofleffions  fame  and  power 
What  hath  God  wrought  might  Ifrael  fay 
What  heavenly  man  or  lovely  God 
What  is  our  God  or  what  his  name 
What  jarring  natures  dwell  within 
What  mean  thefe  jealoufies  and  fears 
What  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread 
What  fhall  the  dying  finner  do 
What  ftrange  perplexities  arife. 
What  various  hindrances  we  nvet 
What  wifdom  majefty  and  grace 
Whate'er  to  thee  our  Lord  belongs 

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A  TABLE 

Hymn  and  Page 

When  Abram  full  of  facred  awe                -  -  526 

When  Abram's  fervant  to  procure                 -  -447 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way               .  -  439 

When  at  this  diftance  Lord  we  trace               -  -  135 

When  blooming  youth  is  fnatch'd  away           -  -  557 

When  by  the  tempter's  wiies  betray'd             -  -122 

When  darknefs  long  has  veil'd  my  mind           -  -  241' 

When  death  appears  before  my  fight             -  -552. 

When  firfl  the  God  of  boundk-fs  grace              -  -  21 

When  I  the  holy  grave  furvcy              _              -  143 

When  Jefus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay                  -  -  435 

When  Ifrael's  grieving  tribes  complain'd  -  157 

When  Ifrael  thro' the  defert  pafs'd                -  -  44 

When  O  dear  Saviour  when  mall  I               -  -  35  1 

When  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends              •  -  414 

When  fhall  thy  lovely  face  be  feen          ...  574 

When  fins  and  fears  prevailing  rife                -  .  181 

When  fome  kind  fhephefd  from  his  fold           -  -  7? 

When  the  Eternal  bows  the  ikies                 -  14 

When  thou  my  righteous  judge  malt  come  .  579 

Where  is  my  God  does  he  retire                 -  -  156 

Where  fhall  we  finners  hide  our  heads                -  -  100 

Where  two  or  three  with  fweet  accord         -  "359 

Wherewith  O  Lord  fhall  I  draw  near              -  -  S3 

While  carnal  men  with  all  their  might              -  293 

While  my  Redeemer's  near                 ...  icj7 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land  O  Lord                 -  -  528 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  ftand                 -  -  554 

While  finners  who  prefume  to  bear                  -  375 

Who  fhall  condemn  to  endlefs  flames              -  -  63 

Why  O  my  foul  why  weepell  thou             -  -  274 

Why  fhould  a  living  man  complain                 -  -  31  $ 

Why  fhould  our  mourning  thoughts  delight  -  568 

Why  flow  thefe  torrents  of  diftrefs                 -  -  562 

Why  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind             -  -  233 

With  heavenly  power  O  Lord  defend          -  -  415 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue             -             -  -  521 

With  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes         -  -  294 

With  tears  of  anguifh  1  lament         -               -  "39 

With  thee  great  God  the  ftore5  of  light           -  -  49 » 


OF  THE  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn  and  Pag« 

YE  dyins;  fons  of  men                  -  -              -Il8 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu  -            -     187 

Yc  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm  -                  -518 

Ye  humble  faints  proclaim  abroad  -                  -        19 

Ye  humble  fouls  approach  your  God  -         -        iz 

Ye  humble  fouls  complain  no  more  -              -     234 

Ye  humble  fouls  rejoice                -  -                  -     260 

Ye  humble  fouls  that  feek  the  Lord  -             -     1 44 

Ye  little  flock  whom  Jefus  feeds  -                   »     1x7 

Ye  mourning  faints  whofe  dreaming  tears  -     558 
Ye  prifoners  of  hope                ...     jq8 

Ye  fcarlet-color'd  finner.s  come              -  -          -121 

Ye  fervants  of  the  Lord              -  325 

Ye  fervants  of  your  God  his  fame  -                *          7 

Ye  fons  of  men  with  joy  record             -  30 

Ye  that  pafs  by  behold  the  man  -                      136 

Ye  trembling  fouls  difmifs  your  fears  -              -     288 

Ye  virgin  fouls  arife              -  551 

Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roll  ^o  near  -              -too 

Ye  wretched  hungry  ftarving  poor  -              -     473 

Yes  I  would  love  thee  bleiled  God  -                  -     247 

Yes  the  Redeemer  rofe               -  -                    -     140 

Yes  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die  -              -     436 

Yonder  amazing  light  I  fee                -  -                 138 

Your  harps  ye  trembling  faints             .  .           -     224 


Note.  It  may  be  proper  to  intimate  to  the  reader,  that 
in  this  edition  the  533d,  534th,  and  536th  Hymns,  being 
inapplicable  to  this  country,  have  been  fuppreffed,  and  others 
in  their  ftead  inferted.  A  few  other  trifling  alterations  have 
been  made,  but  they  have  generally  been  fuch  as  local 
propriety  dictated. 

{2 


GENERAL  CONTENTS. 


GOD                 -                 .               from 

Hymn  1 

to  t 

he  :6 

CREATION  and  PROVIDENCE 

. 

-  7 

— 

37 

FALL  of  MAN 

. 

38 

— 

4* 

SCRIPTURE,  Properties  of  it 

- 

^3 

— 

46 

Moral  and  Ceremonial  Law 

. 

47 

— 

S3 

Gofpel 

- 

54 

— 

61 

Do&rines  and  Blcffings 

- 

62 

— 

1*3 

Invitations  and  Promiies 

. 

114 

— 

19% 

CHRIST,  his  Incarnation  and  Miniftry 

„ 

129 

— 

ns 

Sufferings  and  Death 

- 

136 

— 

139 

Refurredion  and  Afcenfion 

- 

140 

— 

146 

Exaltation  and  Interceffion 

. 

M7 

— 

Kc5 

Characters  placed  alphabetical!) 

156 

— 

2C5 

SPIRIT,  his  Influences 

- 

206 

— 

216 

Graces  of  the,  placed  alphabetically  2J  7 

— 

293 

CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

- 

294 

— 

3*8 

WORSHIP,  pri-ate 

- 

329 

— 

33^ 

Family 

- 

333 

— 

3'  7 

Public 

- 

338 

— 

3*5 

Lord's  Dry 

- 

346 

— 

35  ^ 

Before  Prayer 

. 

353 

— 

358 

Before  Sermon 

. 

359 

,— 

371 

After  Sermon,  and  Doxologies 

- 

37^ 

— 

397 

FSO?  LD 

- 

39* 

— 

402 

CHURCH,  dcfcribed,  formed,  &c.  &c. 

403 

— 

406 

Ordinations,  &c    &c. 

- 

407 

— 

412 

Pi.ftors,  Deacons.  People 

. 

4J.5 

— 

422 

Affociations  of  Churches 

- 

4^-3 

— 

4.11 

Colkdicns  for  poor  Churches 

- 

43  a 

— 

4-6 

Church  Meetings 

- 

437 

— 

4*11 

BAPTISM 

- 

442 

— 

47i 

LORD'S  SUPFLR 

- 

472 

— 

49° 

TIMES  and  SEASONS 

- 

491 

— 

543 

TIME  and  ETERNITY 

- 

543 

— 

549 

DEATH  and  the  RESURRECTION 

. 

550 

... 

5&9 

JUDGMENT 

- 

570 

— 

5  79 

HELL  and  HEAVEN 

- 

580 

... 

5*8 

HYMNS,  &c. 


GOD. 

HYMN  I.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stexnett. 

A  Song  of  Praife  to  Gcd. 

1  HPO  God  the  univerfal  king 

•*-    Let  all  mankind  their  tribute  bring : 
All  that  have  breath,  your  voices  raife, 
In  fcngs  of'never~ceaf;ng  praife. 

2  The  fpacious  earth  on  which  we  tread, 
And  wider  heavens  llretch'd  o'er  our  head, 
A  large  and  folemn  temple  frame, 

To  celebrate  its  builder's  fame. 

3  Here  the  bright  fun  that  rules  the  day, 
As  thro'  the  fky  he  makes  his  way, 
To  all  the  wodd  proclaims  aloud 
The  boundlefs  fov'reigniy  of  God. 

4  When  from  his  courts  the  fun  retires, 
And  with  the  day  his  voice  expires, 
The  moon  and  (tars  adopt  the  fong, 
And  thro'  the  night  the  praife  prolong. 

5  The  lift'ning  earth  with  rapture  hears 
Th'  harmonious  mufic  of  the  fpheres  ; 
And  all  her  tribes  the  notes  repeat, 
That  God  is  wife,  and  good,  and  great. 

6  But  man  endow'd  with  nobler  pow'rs, 
His  God  in  nobler  ftrains  adores  : 
His  is  the  gift  to  know  the  fong, 
As  well  as  fing  with  tuneful  tongufe. 


2,  3«  THE  BEING  AND 

II.     L.  M.     Williams's  Psalms. 
The  Unity  of  God,  Deut.  vi.  4. 

1  EXTERNAL  GW/  Almighty  caufe 

-^  Of  earth   and  feas  and  worlds  unknown 
•All  things  are  fubjeft  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  fingly  ftands, 
Of  all  within  itfelf  poflefr ; 
Control'd  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art  bleit. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves  we  owe  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay ; 
All  other  gods  we  difavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro'  heathen  lands  ;; 
Their  idol-deities  dethrone  ; 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command  ; 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

III.     L.  M. 
The  Spirituality  of  God,  John  iv.  24. 

1  T^HOU  art,  O  God!  a  Spirit  pure, 

-*-    Invifible  to  mortal  eyes  ; 
TjV  immortal,  and  the  eternal  king, 
The  great,  the  good,  the  only  wife. 

2  Whilft  nature  changes,  and  her  works 
Corrupt,  decay,  diffolve  and  die, 
Thy  efTence  pure  no  change  (hall  fee, 
Secure  of  immortality. 

3  Thou  great  invifible!  what  hand 
Can  draw  thy  image  fpotlefs  fair  ? 

To  what  in  heaven,  to  what  on  earth, 
Can  men  th'  immortal  king  compare  ? 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

4  Let  ftupid  heathens  frame  their  gods 
Of  gold  and  (ilver,  wood  and  (lone  ; 
Ours  is  the  God  that  made  the  heavens, 
Jehovah  Hey  and  God  alone. 

5  My  foul,  thy  pure  ft  homage  pay, 
In  truth  and  fpirit  him  adore  ; 
More  (hall  this  pleafe  than  facrifice, 
Than  outward  forms,  delight  him  more. 

IV.     L.  M.     Steele. 

The  Eternity  of  God  and  Man's  Mortality % 
Pfalm  xc. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  haft  been  thy  children's  God, 
-Li  All-powerful,  wife,  and  good,  and  juft, 
In  every  age  their  fafe  abode, 

Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  truft. 

2  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  fpread  the  (tarry  heavens  abroad, 
Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  father  of  eternity, 
How  (hort  are  ages  in  thy  fight ! 

A  thoufand  years  how  fv/ift  they  fly, 
Like  one  (hort  filent  watch  of  night ! 

i  Uncertain  life,  how  foon  it  flies  ! 

Dream  of  an  hour,  how  (hort  our  bloom ! 
Like  firing's  gzy  verdure  now  we  rife, 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

£  Teach  us  to  count  our  fhort'ning  days, 
And  with  true  diligence  apply 
Our  hearts  to  wifdom's  facred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 
B  2 


ty  THE  BEING  AND 

6  O  make  our  facred  pkafures  rife 
In  fv/eet  proportion  to  our  pains, 
'Till  e'en  the  fad  rememberance  dies, 
Nor  one  uneafy  thought  complains. 

7  [Let  thy  Almighty  work  appear 
With  power  and  evidence  divine  ; 
And  may  the  blifs  thy  fervants  (hare, 
Continued  to  thy  children  mine  1 

8  Thy  glorious  image  fair  impreft, 
Let  i.ll  our  hearts  and  lives  declare  ; 
Beneath  thy  kind  protection  bled, 
May  all  our  labours  own  thy  care  !j 

V.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Immutability  of  God,  and  the  Mutability  of  ihs 
Creation,  Plalm  cii.  25 — 28. 

1  /"^  REAT  former  of  this  various  frame, 
^r  Our  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  and  tremble  while  they  praife 
The  ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Thou,  L  ord,  with  unfurpris'd  furvey, 
Saw'ft  nature  riling  yefterday  ; 
And  as  to-morrow,  (hall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  flars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  an  angel's  virion  bright, 
Thou  dwell'ft  in  felf-exiftent  light ; 
Which  (nines  with  undiminim'd  ray, 
While  funs  and  worlds  in  fmoke  decay. 

4  Our  days  a  tranfient  period  run, 
And  change  with  ev'ry  circling  fan; 
A±nd  in  the  firmed  f'tate  we  boad, 
A  moth  can  crufli  us  into  dull. 


PERFECTIONS  OF    GOD, 

But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  : 
Let  death  cordon  us  to  the  ground  : 
Let  the  iaft  general  riame  arife, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  Ikies  ; 

Calm  as  the  fummer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  fee 
While  grace  fecures  us  an  abode, 
Uofhaken  as  the  throne  of  Cod. 


VI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

The  Infinite. 

i   r  \  'HY  names,  how  infinite  they  be  ! 
-"-      Great  Everlojling  one  ! 
Boundlefs  thy  might  and  majefty, 
And  unconfin'd  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  glories  fhine  of  wondrous  fize, 

And  wondrous  large  thy  grace  ; 
Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes, 

And  Gab,  lei  veils  his  face. 

3  Thine  effence  is  a  vail  abyfs, 

Which  angels  cannot  found, 
An  Ocean  of  infinities 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drov/n'd. 

4  The  myfteries  cf  creation  lie 

Beneath  enlighten'd  minds  ; 
Thoughts  can  afcend  above  the  fky, 
i\nd  fly  before  the  winds. 

5  Reafon  may  grafp  the  mafly  hills, 

And  ftretch  from  pole  to  pole, 
But  half  thy  name  cur  fpirit  fills, 
And  overloads  our  foul. 


7-  THE  BEING  AND 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reafon  fwells, 
For  nothing's  found  in  thee 
But  boundlefs  unconceiveables, 
And  vaft  eternity. 

VII.     L.  M.     Merrick's  Psalms. 

Omnipotence j    or,  the  Ponver  and  Providence  of 
God,  Pfalm  cxxxv. 

1  '\rE  fervants  of  your  God,  his  fame 

•■t     In  fongs  of  highefr.  praife  proclaim: 
Ye  who,  on  his  commands  intent, 
The  courts  of  Ifrael's  Lord  frequent. 

2  Him  praife  the  everlafting  king, 

'    And  mercy's  unexhaufted  fpring  : 
Hade,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear ; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  ? 

3  Thy  greatnefs,  Lord,  my  thoughts  atteft, 
With  awful  gratitude  imprefs'd, 

Nor  know  among  the  feats  divine, 

A  power  that  fhall  contend  with  thine : 

4  O  thou,  whofe  all-difpofing  fway, 
The  heavens,  the  earth,  and  feas  obey  ; 
Whofe  might  through  all  extent  extends, 
Sinks  through  all  depth,  all  height  tranfeends  ; 

5  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  fkies, 
Now  bids  the  pregnant  vapours  rife, 
The  lightning's  pallid  meet  expands, 

And  glads  with  fhow'rs  the  furrow'd  lands} 

6  Now  from  the  ftorehoufe,  built  on  high, 
Permits  the  imprifon'd  winds  to  fly, 
And,  guided  by  thy  will,  to  fweep 
The  furface  of  the  foaming  deep. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  COD. 

7   Him  praife,  the  everlading  king; 
And  mercy's  unexhausted  fpring : 
Halle,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  ? 

VIII.     C.  M.     Blacklock. 

The  Ommprefence  and  Omn'ifclence  of  God , 
Pfalm  cxxxix. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 
•*-*  Surveyed  all  my  powers ; 

My  riling  deps  are  watch'd  by  thee, 
By  thee,  my  reding  hours. 

2  My  thoughts,  fcarce  diuggling  into  birth. 

Great  God,  are  known  to  thee  : 
Abroad,  at  home,  dill  I'm  inclos'd 
With  thine  immenfity. 

3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  life 

In  open  view  appear  ; 
Nor  deals  a  whifper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  lidening  ear. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there ; 

Before  me  fhines  thy  name  ; 
And  'tis  thy  drong  almighty  hand 
Sudains  my  tender  frame. 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  efTays 

Of  my  adonidi'd  mind  ; 
Nor  can  my  reafon's  foaring  eye 
Its  towering  lummit  find. 

PAUSE. 

6  Where  from  thy  Spirit  (hall  I  dretch 

The  pinions  of  my  flight  ? 
Or  where,  thro*  Nature's  fpacious  range, 
Shall  I  elude  thy  fight  ? 


9»  THE  BEING   AND 

7   ScalM  I  the  fides  ;  the  blaze  divine 
Would  overwhelm  my  foul  : 
Ptung'd  I  to  hell  ;  there  mould  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 

3   If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray 
With  matchlefs  fpeed  I  rode, 
Ar,d  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  more, 
That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 

9  Thither  thine  hand,  ?.ll-prefent  God, 
Mull  guide  the  wondrous  v*  ay, 
And  thine  omnipotence  fupport 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 

io  Should  I  involve  myfelf  around 
With  clouds  of  tenfold  night, 
The  clouds  would  fhine  like  blazing  noon 
Before  thy  piercing  fight. 

n"  The  beams  of  neon,  the  midnight  hour, 
"  Are  both  alike  to  thee: 
"  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
"  From  which  I  cannot  flee  !" 

IX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 


Divine  Sovereignty ;  or,  God'j  Dominion  and 
Decrees* 

1  "L7"  EEP  filence  all  created  things, 
-*^  And  wait  your  maker's  nod  : 

My  foul  (lands  trembling,  while  ffte  fings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
He  fits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  COD.  10, 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  fize, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  councils  mine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  ftroke 
Fulfils  fome  deep  defign. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  fceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turhsj 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  afks  the  reafon  why, 

Nor  God  the  reafon  gives  ; 
Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry- 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

(j  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  fee 
My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  fcenes  may  rife. 

%  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  fome  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb  ! 

X.     Sevens.     B.  Francis. 

TheMajefly  of  God, 

i  (^  LORY  to  th'  eternal  king, 
^-*"  Clad  in  majefty  fupreme  ! 
Let  all  heaven  his  praifes  fing, 
Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim. 
c 


II.  THE  BEING  AND 

2  Through  eternity  he  reigns 

In  unbounded  realms  of  light; 
He  the  univerfe  fuftains, 
As  an  atom  in  his  fight. 

3  Suns  on  funs  thro'  boundlefs  fpace, 
With  their  fyflems  move  or  ftand  % 
Or  to  occupy  their  place, 

New  orbs  rife  at  his  command. 

4  Kingdoms  flourim,  empires  fall, 
Nations  live,  and  nations  die, 
All  forms  nothing,  nothing  all — 
At  the  movement  of  his  eye. 

5  O  let  m^  tranfported  foul 
Ever  on  his  glories  gaze, 
Ever  yield  to  his  control, 
Ever  found  his  lofty  praife  ! 

XL     L.  M.     Beddome. 

The  Wifdom  of  God. 

i   "TT^AIT,  O  my  foul,  thy  maker's  will, 
*  *   Tumultuous  paffions,  all  be  (till  1 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arife, 
His  ways  are  juft,  his  councils  wife. 

2  He  in  the  thickeft  darknefs  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  caufe  conceals  ; 
I3ut  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  fupport  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  feas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  faints  it  Hands  con  fed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  bed. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  12. 

4  Wait  then,  my  foul,  fubmiffive  wait, 
Proftrate  before  his  awful  feat ; 
And  'midft  the  terrors  of  his  rod 
Truft  in  a  wife  and  gracious  God. 


XII.     C.  M.     Steele. 
The  Goodnefs  of  Govt,  Nahum  i.  7. 

1   'Y'E  humble  fouls,  approach  your  God 
-*■    With  fongs  of  facred  praife, 
For  he  is  good,  immenfely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  wc  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 

The' wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  fon,  his  only  fon, 

To  ranfom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodnefs  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'Tis  here  ©ur  hope  relies  ; 
A  fafe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  ftorms  of  trouble  rife. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  fouls  who  truft  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  blifs  divinely  free. 

6  Great  Go d,  to  thy  Almighty  love, 

What  honors  fnall  we  raife? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  fongs  above,. 
Can  render  equal  praife. 
C  2 


13.  THE  BEING  AND 

XIII.    L,$. 
TheLovmg'klndnefi  of  the  Lord,  Ifa.  lxiii.  7. 

1  A  WAKE,  n        ill,  in  joyful  lays, 
**■*■  And  fing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praife  j 
He  juitly  claims  a  long  from  me, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  free  !• 

2  He  faw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all  ; 
He  fav'd  me  from  my  loft  eftate, 
His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  great ! 

3  Tho'  numerous  hofts  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppofe, 
He  fafely  leads  my  foul  along, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  itrong  ! 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  foul  has  always  flood, 

His  loving-kindnefs  O  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  finful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  J  ejus  to  depart ; 
But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindnefs  changes  not. 

6  Soon  fliall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  rauft  fail  ; 
O  !   may  my  laft  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindnefs  ling  in  death  ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  cndlefs  day, 
And  fing  with  rapture  and  furprife 
His  loving-kindnefs  in  -fehe  fkies. 


PERFECTIONS   OF  GOD.        14,    15, 

XIV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
The  Grace  of  God  ;  or,  Divine  Condefc&tfitm, 

1  TTTHEN  the  eternal  bows  the  ikies, 

*  '     To  vifit  earthly  things, 
With  fcorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
From  tow'rs  of  haughty  kings : 

2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 

Far  downward  from  the  fides, 
.  To  vifit  ev'ry  humble  foul, 
With  pler.fure  in  his  eyes. 

3  Why  mould  the  Lord  that  reigns  above 

Difdain  fo  lofty  kings? 
Say,  Lord>  and  why  fuch  locks  of  love 
Upon  fuch  worthlefs  things  ? 

4  Mortals,  be  dumb  ;  what  creature  dares 

Difpute  his  awful  will  ? 

Afk  no  account  of  his  affairs, 

But  tremble  and  be  (lilt 

5  Juii  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 

All  fov'reign,  and  all  free  ; 
Great  God,  how  fearchlefs  are  thy  ways  ! 
How  deep  thy  judgments  be! 

XV.     Elevens.     S . 

The  Mercy  of  God,  Pfalm  Ixxxix.  1. 

1  HP1  HY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my  fong, 

*■  The  joy  of  my  heart,  andtheboaft  of  my  tongue; 
Thy  frtt  grace  alone,  from  the  firfl  to  the  lair, 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my  foul  fair, 

2  Without  thy  fweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here. 
Sin  foon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  defpair; 
But  thro'  thy  free  goodnefs,  my  fpirits  revive, 
And  he  that  firifc  made  me,  frill  kecos  me  alive. 


l6.  THE  BEING  AND 

3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my  heart, 
Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardnefs  depart; 
DifTolv'd  by  thy  goodnefs,  I  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  weep  to  the  praife  of  the  mercy  I  found. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  (lands  open  all  day 
To  th' poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by  the  way; 
No  finner  fhall  ever  be  empty  fent  back, 
Who  comes  feeking  mercy  for  Jefus's  fake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jefus  exempts  me  from  hell  ; 
Its  glories  I'll  fing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell: 
?Twas  J 'ejus  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the  tree, 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  father  of  mercies,  thy  goodnefs  I  own 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify'd  fon  ; 
All  praife  to  the  Spirit,  whofe  whifper  divine, 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteoufnefs  mine. 

XVI.     Sevens. 

The  Long-fujfer'ing,  or,  Patience  of  God. 

i    T   ORD,  and  am  I  yet  alive, 
-*-J  Not  in  torments,  not  in  hell ! 
Still  doth  thy  good  Spirit  ftrive  ! 
With  the  chief  of  finners  dwell ! 
Tell  it,  unto  finners  tell, 
I  am,  I  am  out  of  hell! 

2  Yes,  I  £1: ill  lift  up  mine  eyes, 
Will  not  of  thy  love  defpair ; 
Still  in  fpite  of  fin  I  rife, 

Still  I  bow  to  thee  in  prayer.  Tell  it,  &c. 

3  O  the  length  and  breadth  of  love  ! 
jfefus,  Saviour,  can  it  be  ? 

All  thy  mercies  height  I  prove, 

All  the  depth  is  feen  in  me,  Tell  it,  &c. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  17, 

4.  See  a  bum  that  burns  with  fire 

Unconfum'd  amid  the  flame  ! 

Turn  afide  the  light  ty  admire, 

I  the  living  wonder  am.  Tell  it,  &c. 

5  See  a  done  that  hangs  in  air  ! 

See  a  fpark  in  ocean  live ! 

Kept  alive  with  death  fo  near, 

I  to  God  the  glory  give. 

Ever  tell — to  Tinners  tell, 

I  am,  I  am  out  of  hell. 

XVII.     C.  M. 

The  Hol'insfs  of  God,  Ifaiah  viii.  13. 

1  TTOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
-*-  ■*-  Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord!  the  angels  cry, 

Thrice  holy,  let  us-  fing. 

2  Heaven's  brighted  lamps  with  him  compared, 

How  mean  they  look,  and  dim  ! 
The  faired  angels  have  their  fpots, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight ; 
But  finners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perifh  from  his  fight. 

4  The  deeped  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  foul,  to  God; 
X.ift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  fublime  abode. 

5  With  facred  awe  pronounce  his  name 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  ; 
A  broken  heart  (hall  pleafe  him  more 
Than  the  bed  forms  of  fpeech. 


I  8,  19.  THE  BEING  AND 

6  Thou  holy  God!  preferve  my  foul 
From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  mail  fee. 

XVIII.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

The  Jujlice.  and  Goodnefs  of  God, 

1  f~^  RE  AT  Gody  my  maker,  and  my  king, 
VX  Of  thee  I'll  fpcak,  of  thee  I'll  fmg  ; 
All  thou  haft  done,  and  all  thou  doft 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  juft  : 

2  Thy  ancient  thoughts,  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  tbreat'nings  and  thy  promifes, 
The  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell, 
What  angels  tafte,  what  devils  feel. 

3  Thy  terrors,  and  thine  acts  of  grace, 
Thy  threat'ning  rod,  and  fmiling  face, 
Thy  wounding,   and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  reftor'd  : 

4.  While  thefe  excite  my  fear  and  joy; 
While  thefe  my  tuneful  lips  employ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  fong, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 

XIX,     L.  M.     N 

The  truth  and  Falihfulnefs  of  Gov,  Num.  xxiii.  19. 

1  "V"E  humble  faints,  proclaim  abroad 

-*■    The  honours  of  a  faithful  God, 
How  juft  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
now  much  above  your  higheft  praife  ! 

2  The  words  hisfacred  lips  declare 
Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear  ; 

What  mould  him  tempt,  from  frailty  frecj 
Bleft  in  his  felf  fu'nciency  ? 


PERFECTIONS  OF   GOD.  «0, 

|  He  will  not  his  great  Felf  deny: 
A  God  all  truth  can  never  Jie  : 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit 
As  break  his  oath,  or  word  forget. 

4.  Let  frighten'd  rivers  change  their  courfe, 
Or  backward  haften  to  their  fource  ; 
Swift  thro'  the  air  let  rocks  be  hurl'd 
And  mountains  like  the  chaff  be  whirl'd; 

c,   Let  fun  and  (tars  forget  to  rife, 
Or  quit  their  Nations  in  the  ikies  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  both  pafs  away, 
Eternal  truth  mall  ne'er  decay. 

6  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  men  had  done; 
Bleft  pledge  !  he  never  will  revoke 
A  (ingle  promife  he  has  fpoke. 


XX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poem*. 

God  Supreme  and  S'lf-fitfficient. 

1  VJTTHAT  is  our  God,  or  what  his  name, 

^  *     Nor  men  can  learn,  nor  angels  teach; 
He  dwells  conccai'd  in  radiant  flame, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  thoughts  can  reach. 

2  The  fpacious  worlds  of  heav'nly  light, 
Compar'd  with  him,  how  fhort  they  fall ! 
They  are  too  dark,  and  he  too  bright, 
Nothing  are  they,  and  God  is  all. 

3  He  fpoke  the  wondrous  word,  and  lo, 
Creation  rofe  at  his  command  : 
Whirlwinds  and  feas  their  limits  know, 
Bound  in  tke  hollow  of  his  hand. 


At*  THE  BEING  AttD 

4  There  refts  the  earth,  there  roll  the  fpheres, 
There  nature  leans,  and  feels  her  piop  : 
But  his  own  felf-fufficience  bears 

The  weight  of  his  own  glories  up. 

5  The  tide  of  creatures  ebbs  and  flows, 
Meafuring  their  changes  by  the  moon  : 
No  ebb  his  fea  of  glory  knows  ; 

His  age  is  one  eternal  noon. 

6  Then  fly,  my  fong,  an  endlefs  round, 
The  lofty  tune  let  Gabriel  raife  ; 
All  nature  dwell  upon  the  found, 
But  we  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  praife. 

XXI.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Mercy  and  Truth  met  together;  or,  the  Harmony  of 
the  divine  Perfeclions,  Pfalm  lxxxv.  10. 

i   TTTHEN  firfr.  the  God  of  boundlefs  grace 
*  *    Difclos'd  his  kind  defign, 
To  refcue  our  apoflate  race 
From  mis'ry,  fhame  and  (in  ; 

2  Quick,  through  the  realms  of  light  and  blifs, 

The  joyful  tidings  ran  ; 
Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3  Yet  'midfl:  their  joys  they  paus'd  awhile, 

And  aik'd  with  itrange  furprife, 
"  But  how  can  injur'd  juftice  fmile, 
"  Or  look  with  pitying  eyes  ? 

4  ["  Will  the  Almighty  deign  again 

"  To  vifit  yonder  world  ; 
"  And  hither  bring  rebellious  men, 
**  Whence  rebels  once  were  hurl'd? 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  22, 

5  "  Their  tears,  and  groans,  and  deep  dillrefs 
"  Aloud  for  mercy  call  ; 
"  But  ah  I  mull  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
"  To  mercy  victims  fall  ?" 

C  So  fpake  the  friends  of  God  and  man, 
Delighted,  yet  furpris'd  ; 
Eager  to  know  the  v/ond'rous  plan, 
That  wifdom  had  devis'd.] 

7  The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 

And  quickly  thus  reply'd, 
M  In  me  let  mercy  be  rever'd, 
M  And  juftice  fatisfy'd. 

8  M  Behold  !  my  vital  blood  I  pour, 

"  A  facrifice  to  God; 
"  Let  angry  juftice  now  no  more 
"  Demand  the  fmner's  blood." 

9  He  fpake,  and  heaven's  high  arches  rung, 

With  fhouts  of  loud  applaufe  ; 
"  He  dy'd,"  the  friendly  angels  fung, 
Nor  ceafe  their  rapturous  joys. 

XXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

The  Doctrine  of  the  Trimly ,  and  the  Ufe  of  it,. 
Eph.  ii.  18. 

3   T^ATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name 
-*-    Immortal  praife  we  give, 
Who  doft  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  ceafe  ; 
Our  lives  he  ranfom'd  with  his  own, 
And  dy'd  to  make  our  peace. 
D  Z 


23.  THE  BEING  AND 

3  To  thy  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whofe  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th*  eternal  God> 
And  fpread  his  honours  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 

One  general  fong  to  raife  ; 
Let  faints  in  earth  and  heav'n  combine, 
In  harmony  and  praife. 

XXIII.    L.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

The  Incomprehen/ibility  of  God. 
•1   Z^1  OD  is  a  name  my  foul  adores, 

^~^  Th'  ALMIGHTY  THREE,  th'  ETERNAL  ONE! 

Nature  and  grace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confefs  the  Infinite  unknown. 

2  From  thy  great  felf  thy  being  fprings  ; 
Thou  art  thy  own  original, 

Made  up  of  uncreated  things, 
And  felf-iufHcience  bears  them  all. 

3  Thy  voice  produc'd  the  feas  and  fpheres, 
Bid  the  waves  roar  and  planets  mine  ; 
But  nothing  like  thy  felf  appears, 
Through  all  thcfe  fpacious  works  of  thine. 

4  Still  reftlefs  nature  dies  and  grows ; 

From  change  to  change  their  creatures  run  ;. 
Thy  being  no  fucceffion  knows, 
And  all  thy  vaft  de%ns  are  one, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  24- 

5  Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall, 
And  won;..-    n  fubmiffive  forms'^ 
Thy  pre! .  nee  .     '^es  this  lower  ball* 
This  little  dwelling-place  of  worms. 

6  How  (hall  affrighted  mortals  dare 
To  fing  thy  glory  or  thy  gr     J, 
Beneath  thy  feet  we  lie  fo  far, 
And  fee  but  (liadows  of  thy  face  ? 

7  Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light? 
Who  can  approach  confuming  flame  ? 
None  but  thy  wifdom  knows  thy  might, 
None  but  thy  word  can  fpeak  thy  name. 

XXIV.     L.  M.     N— . 

The  Moral  Perfections  of  Deity  imitate  J, 
Matt.  v.  48. 

1  f»  RE  AT  author  of  th'  immortal  mind  ! 
^-*  For  nobleft  thoughts  and  views  defign'd  :. 
Make  me  ambitious  to  exprefs 

The  image  of  thy  holinefs. 

2  While  I  thy  boundlefs  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  facred  lire  ; 
Thus  fhall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  fee  thy  fun  arife 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 

And  when  thy  rain  from  heaven  defcends, 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  foul  with  love  like  thine  ; 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 

So  (hall  I  feel  another's  woe, 
And  cheerful  feed  an  hungry  foe. 


■25.  THE  BEING   AND 

5   I  hope  for  pardon  thro'  thy  Son, 

For  all  the  crinlfes  which  I  have  doner 
O,  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me 
Conftrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee  ! 

XXV.     L.  M.     Merrick's  Psalms, 

The  divine  Perfections  celclratedt 
Pfalm  lxxxix.  cxlv. 

1  "]\/f"Y  grateful  tongue,  immortal  king, 
**■*-*■  Thy  mercy  mall  for  ever  Gng  ; 
My  verfe  to  time's  remoteft  day, 
Thy  truth  in  facred  notes  difplay. 

2  O  fay,  what  ftrength  fhall  vie  with  thine  I 
What  name  among  the  feats  divine, 

Of  equal  excellence  poffefs'd, 

Thy  Sov'reignty,  great  God,  conteft  ? 

3  Thee,  Lord,  heaven's  hofl  their  leader  own  ;: 
Thee,  might  unbounded,  thee  alone 

With  endlefs  majefiy  has  crown'd, 
And  faith,  unfully'd,  veils  thee  round. 

4  The  heaven  above  and  earth  below, 
Thee,  Lord,  their  great  poiTelTor  know  ; 
By  thee  this  orb  to  being  rofe, 

And  all  that  nature's  bounds  inclofe. 

5  From  thee  amid  the  aerial  fpace 
The  north  and  fouth  allume  their  place  ; 
JTis  thine  the  ocean's  rage  to  guide, 
And  calm  at  will  its  fwelling  tide. 

6  O,  blefs'd  the  tribes,  whofe  willing  ear 
Awakes  the  feflal  fhout  to  hear  ; 
Who  thankful  fee,  where'er  they  tread, 
Thy  favoring  beams  around  them  fpreacL- 


PERFECTIONS   OF  GOD.  l6. 

7  How  ftiall  they  joy  from  day  to  day, 
Thy  boundlefs  mercy  to  difplav, 
Thy  rightcoufnefs,  indulgent.  Lord, 
With  holy  confidence  record  ! 

8  O  wife  in  all  thy  works!   thy  name 
Let  man's  whole  race  aloud  proclaim, 
And,  grateful,  thro'  the  length  of  days, 
In  ceafelefs  fongs  repeat  thy  praife. 


XXVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

God  exalted  above  all  Praife. 

I    "INTERNAL  power  !  whofe  high  abode 
-■^  Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God; 
Infinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  ftars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

z  The  lowed  ftep  above  thy  feat 
Rifes  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  tall  arch  angel  tries 
To  reach  the  height  with  wcnd'ring  eyes. 

3  Lord,  what  (hall  earth  and  afhes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  fin  and  dull  to  thee  we  cry, 

The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High. 

4  Earth  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  iearn'd  to  lifp  thy  name  ; 
But  C,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  foaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below; 

Be  fnort  our  tunes  ;  our  words  be  few: 
A  facred  reverence  checks  our  fongs, 
And  praife  firs  filent  on  our  tongues* 


£J.  CREATION  AND 

CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE, 

XXVII.     L.  M.     Needham. 

A  Summary  View  of  the  Creation,  Gen.  i. 

I  T  OOK  up,  ye  faints,  direft  your  eyes 
"  To  him  who  dwells  above  the  fkies  ; 
With  your  glad  notes  his  praife  rehearfe 
Who  form'd  the  mighty  univerfe. 

l  He  fpoke,  and  from  the  womb  of  night 
At  once  fprang  up  the  cheering  light ; 
Him  difcord  heard,  and  at  his  nod 
Beauty  awoke,  and  fpoke  the  God. 

3  The  word  he  gave,  th'  obedient  fun 
Began  his  glorious  race  to  run  : 
Nor  filver  moon,  nor  (tars  delay 
To  glide  along  th'  setherial  way. 

4  Teeming  with  life,  air,  earth  and  fea 
Obey  th*  Almighty's  high  decree  ; 
To  every  tribe  he  gives  their  food, 
Then  fpeaks  the  whole  divinely  good. 

5  But  to  complete  the  wond'rous  plan, 
From  earth,  and  dud,  he  fafhions  man  ; 
In  man  the  lad,  in  him  the  bed, 

The  Maker's  image  (lands  confefl. 

<6  Lord,  while  thy  glorious  works  1  view, 
Form  thou  my  heart  and  foul  anew  ; 
Here  bid  thy  pared  light  to  fliine, 
And  beauty  glow  with  charms  divine. 


PR0VIDINC2.  2  8 

XXVIIL     C.  M.     Elacklocx. 

The  Creation  of  Man;  or,  God  the  Searcher  of  the, 
Heart,  Pialm  cxxxix. 

t   T   ORD,  thy  pervading  knowledge  (hikes 
*■"*  Through  nature's  inmoft  gloora  : 
And  in  thy  circling  arms  I  lay 
A  Ilumberer  in  the  womb. 

Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  (land 

A  volume  of  thy  fkill, 
Stupendous  are  thy  works,  and  they 

My  contemplations  fill. 

Thine  eye  beheld  me  when  the  fpeck 

Of  entity  began  ; 
And  o'er  my  form,  in  darknefs  fram'd, 

Thy  rich  embroid'ry  ran. 

Th'  unfamion'd  mafs  by  thee  was  feen  ; 

My  flructure  in  thy  book 
Was  plann'd,  before  thy  curious  mould 

The  future  embryo  took. 

How  precious  are  the  {Ireaming  joys 

That  from  thy  love  defcend  ! 
Would  I  rehearfe  their  numbers  o'er, 

Where  would  their  numbers  end  ? 

Not  ocean's  coumJefs  fands  exceed 

The  bleflings  of  the  Hues  ; 
With  night's  defcending  fhades  they  fall, 

With  morning  fplendors  rife. 

"  Thy  awful  gloiies  round  me  fhine, 

°  My  flefh  proclaims  thy  praife  : 
<;  Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 

u  Thy  miracles  of  grace." 


29?  30,  CREATION  AND 

XXIX.    CM.    Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

A  Song  to  creating  Wijdom. 

x    pTERNAL  Wifdom,  thee  we  praife, 
•*-J  Thee  the  creation  lings  : 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  Teas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand  how  wide  it  fpread  the  fky  ! 

Ho  v  glorious  to  behold  1 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  ftarr'd  with  fparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  ftrike  the  gazing  fight, 
Thro'  fides  and  feas,  and  folid  ground* 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  (frength,  and  equal  ikill 

Shine  thro'  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  fouls  with  vaft  amazement  fill, 
And  fpeak  the  builder  God. 

5  But  (till  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  fofter  paiDons  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jeffs'  face 
We  fee,  adore  and  love. 

XXX.    L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
GodV  Goodnefs  to  the  Children  of  Men,  Pfalm  cvii.  3 1. 

1  "^V^E  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record 

-*-    The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord ; 
And  Jet  his  power  and  goodr.efs  found 
Thro'  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  fangs  invite, 
Thofe  fpp.cious  fields  cf  brilliant  light ; 
Where  fun,  and  moor.,  and  planets  roll, 
And  ftars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 


PROVIDENCE.  31 

!  3   Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  fhade ; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fii'h,  and  fowl,  and  beads,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  bread  fea's  majefric  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns; 
That  band  remoteit  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodnefs  mines. 

5  But  O !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love 
God's  only  fon,  in  fle(h  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  foul,  with  rapture  foar 
There  in  the  land  of  praife  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlafting  day. 

XXXI.     L.  M. 

Providence;  or,  God  wprilng  all  Things  after  the 
Council  of  his  own  IVill. 

1  r~pHY  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wife  defigft, 

•*-    Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above, 
And  every  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obfeure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view, 
Not  knowing  that  the  leaft  are  fure, 
And  the  myfterious  juft  and  true. 

I  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho'  now.  they  feem  to  roam  uney'd, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 
They  beft,  and  fafeft  may  abide. 
E  2 


32.  CREATION  AND 

4  They  neither  know,  nor  trace  the  Wftjf, 
But  trailing  to  thy  piercing  eye  ; 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  ftray, 

Nor  (hall  the  weakeft  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favor'd  foul  (hall  meekly  learn. 
To  lay  her  reafon  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  fecrets  to  difcern, 
I'll  trufl  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


XXXII.     C.  M.     Steele, 

Creation  and  Providence. 

S  T   ORD,  when  our  rapturd  thought  furveyt 
■J-4   Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praife, 
And  bid  our  fouls  adore. 

Z  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes-, 
Thy  radiant  footfteps  fhine  ; 
Ten  thoufand  pleafing  wonders  rife 
And  fpeak  their  fource  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countlefs  forms, 

In  earth,  and  fea,  and  air ; 
The  meanefl  flies,  the  fmalleft  worms 
Almighty  power  declare. 

4  Thy  wifdorn,  power  and  goodnefs,  Lord; 

In  all  thy  works  appear: 
And,  O  !  let  man  thy  praife  record, 
Man,  thy  diftinguifh'd  care  ! 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew; 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  fuftains. 


PROVIDENCE.  33^ 

6  Yet  nobler  fcvors  claim  his  praife, 
Of  reafon's  light  poiTefs'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brighteft  rays, 
'Still  more  divinely  blefs'd. 

*j  Thy  providence,  his  conftant  guard, 
When  threat'ning  woes  impend  : 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  fuccors  lend. 

S  On  us  that  providence  has  (hone 
With  gentle  fmiling  rays  ; 
O,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife  1 


XXXIII.     L.  M. 

Providence  equitable  and  kind,  Pfalm  cvif* 

1  rT1HRO'  all  the  various  fnifting  fcene, 

•*-■  Of  life's  miftaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts  unfecri 
The  beautiful  viciffitude. 

2  Thou  giveft  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjuftly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  neceiTary  (hare 

Of  joy  and  fcrrow,  health  and  pain. 

.3  Trufr.  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  power, 
Fix  we  on  this  terreflrial  ball  ? 
When  mod:  fecure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  fee  fit?  may  blafr.  them  all. 

4  When  lowefl  funk  with  grief  and  lhame, 
Fili'd  with  afrlielion's  b  tter  cup, 
Lo'l  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raife  us  up. 


34*  CREATION    AND 

5  Thy  powerful  confolations  cheer, 

Thy  (miles  fupprefs  the  deeb  fetched  flgh, 
Thy  hand  can  dry  th<j  frickwng  tear 
That  fecret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 

6  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend  ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  mall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care  ;  to  all  befide 
Indifferent  let  my  wifhes  be  ; 

"  Paffiofl  be  calm  ;  and  dumb  be  pride, 
"  And  nVd,  O  God,  my  foul  on  thee/' 

XXXIV.     C.  M.     Cowper. 

The  Myjlenes  of  Providence;  or,  Light  flowing  cut 
of  Darhnsfs. 

1  f~^  OD  moves  in  a  myfrerious  way, 
^r  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  fooifreps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  dorm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  {kill, 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigos. 
And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 

j  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take, 
The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  (hall  break 
In  blefnngs  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe, 
But  truit  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 


PROVIDENCE.  35,  36. 

£   His  purpofes  will  ripen  fail, 
Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte, 
But  fweet  will  be  the  Hewer. 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  fare  to  err 
And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
Cod  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

XXXV.  C.  M.     Beddome. 
Myjlerles  to  be  explained  hereafter,  John  xiii.  7. 

1  /^  RE  AT  God  of  providence  !   thy  ways 
^-^   Are  hid  from  mortal  fight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  fhades, 

Or  cloth'd  with  dazzling  light. 

2  The  won'drous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
The  farther  off  they  fly. 

3  But  in  the  wot  Id  of  blifs  above, 

Where  thou  dod  ever  reign, 
Thefe  mylVries  (hall  be  all  unveil'd, 
And  not  a  doubt  remain.  ■ 

4  The  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  mail  there 

His  brigkteft  beams  difplay, 
And  not  a  hovering  cloud  obfeure 
That  never-ending  day. 

XXXVI.  C.  M.     Addison. 

The  Traveller's  Pfalm. 

I   TTOW  are  thy  fen-ants  blefs'd,  O  Lord, 
•"■•*■  How  fure  is  their  deferifce  ! 
Eternal  Wifdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 


J7*  CREATION    AND 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burrii       :  i  &es  they  pafs  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  temped  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not*  flow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  fave. 

5  The  ftorm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  fea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  flill. 

£  In  'midfc  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 
Thy  goodnefs  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praife  thee  for  thy  mercies  paft,. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preferv'fr.  that  life,. 

Thy  facrifice  fhali  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  fhall  be  our  loty 
Shall  join  our  fouls  to  thee. 

XXXVII.     C.  M.     Steele. 

Praife  for  the  BleJJtngs  of  Providence  and  Grace. 
Pfalm  cxxxix. 

f     A  LM1GHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
■*■  ^~   Kind  guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  fongs  of  grateful  praife. 

2  In  life's  firft  dawn,  my  tender  frame 
Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 


providence.  37# 

3  [Around  my  path  what  dingers  rofe  ! 

What  fnares  fpread  all  my  road! 
No  power  could  guaid  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  Preferver,  God. 

4  How  many  blcflings  round  me  (hone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  pad  almoft  unknown 
Or  unregarded,  by! J 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaultlefs  {lore  ; 
But  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  fweet  reflection,  thro'  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace  ; 
Still  dearer  bleflings  claim  thy  praife, 
The  bleflings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine; 
That  I  have  known  thy  facred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  fhine. 

8  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays; 

And  every  weaknefs  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raife  me  to  the  flues. 

9  Then  (hall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  fons  of  light 
In  everlaftir.g  praife. 


38,  39*  THE  FALL* 

THE  FALL. 
XXXVIII.  L.  M.   Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
Original  Sin,  or,  The  Jirjl  and fecond  Adam, 

1  A  DAM  our  father  and  our  head, 

■£  *■  Tranfgrefs'd  and  juftice  doom'd  us  dead : 
The  fiery  law  fpeaks  all  defpair, 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

2  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  fides  ; 
Seraphs,  the  mighty  and  the  wife, 
Speak  ;  are  you  ftrong  to  bear  the  load, 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God? 

3  In  vain  we  a(k  ;  for  all  around 

Stand  filent  thro'  the  heavenly  ground  ; 
There's  not  a  glorious  mind  above 
Has  half  the  firength  or  half  the  love. 

4  ButO!  unmeafurable  grace  !    ; 

Th'  eternal  Son  takes  Adam's  place  ; 
Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms  and  bleeds  and  dies. 

5  Amazing  work  !  look  down,  ye  fides, 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes ; 
Ye  faints  below  and  faints  above, 
All  bow  to  this  myfterious  love. 

XXXIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Indwelling  Sin  lamented. 

1   TITITH  tears  of  anguifh  I  lament, 
*  *     Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  paffion,  pride,  and  difcontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 


THE  FALL.  40, 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  fo  bafe 

So  falfe  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithlcfs  to  its  promifes, 
So  prone  to  every  iin  ! 

3  My  reafon  tells  me  thy  commands 

Are  holy,  juit,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me  whate'er  my  God  demands 
Is  his  mod  righteous  due. 

4  Reafon  I  hear,  her  councils  weigh, 

And  all  her  v/ords  approve  : 
But  (till  I  find  it  hard  t*  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  (hall  I  feel 

Thefe  druggies  in  my  bread:  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  dubborn  will, 
And  give  my  confcience  reft  ? 

6  Break,  fov'reign  grace,  O  break  the  charm, 

And  fet  the  captive  free  : 
Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm. 
And  hade  to  refcue  me. 

XL.     S.  M. 
The  Evil  Heart,  Jer.  xvii.  9.  Matt.  xv.  1 9. 

1  A  STONISH'D  and  didrefs'd 
■*■■*■  I  turn  mine  eyes  within  ; 

My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppreft, 
The  feat  of  every  (in. 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there  ! 

Didruft,  prefumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  flavifh  fear. 
F  2 


41*  THE  FALL* 

3  Almighty  King  of  faints, 
Thefe  tyrant  lulls  fubdue  ; 

Expel  the  darknefs  of  my  mind, 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hofannas  raife  ; 

My  foul  fhall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praife. 

XLI.     L.  M.     Cruttenden. 

Sin  and  Holinefs. 

1  TT7HAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within, 

*  *     Imperfect  grace,  remaining  fin  ! 
Nor  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  afTail. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  high, 
Sing  a  rebellious  pafiion  (lain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  Jive  again. 

3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rife, 
Borne  upwards  to  my  native  Ikies, 
While  faith  affifts  my  foaring  flight 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 

4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 
Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  foul ; 
I  feel  its  fympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  courfe. 

5  How  mort  the  joys  thy  vifits  give  ; 
How  long  thine  abfence,  Lord,  I  grieve  ! 
What  clouds  obfcure  my  rifing  fun, 

Qv  intercept  its  rays  at  noon  ! 


THE    FALL.  42< 

6  [Again  the  Spirit  lifts  his  fword, 
And  power  divine  attends  the  word ; 
I  feel  the  aid  its  comforts  yield, 
And  vanquifn'd  paflions  quit  the  field.] 

y   Great  God,  aflift  me  thro'  the  fight, 
Make  me  triumphant  in  thy  might ; 
Thou  the  dcfponding  heart  can  ft  raife, 
The  victory  mine,  and  thine  the  praife. 

XLII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Effcds  of  the  Fall  lamented,  Pfalm  cxix. 
136,    158. 

1  A  RISE,  my  tendered  thoughts,  arife ; 
d-  *-   To  torrents  melt  my  dreaming  Eyes ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,   with  anguifh  feel 
Thofe  evils  which  thou  cand  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  funk  in  (hame  ; 
See  fcandals  pour'd  on  Jtfus'  name  ; 
The  Father  wounded  thro'  the  Son  ; 
The  world  abus'd  ;  the  foul  undone. 

3  See  the  fhort  courfe  of  vain  delight 
Clofing  in  everlafting  night ; — 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Tho'  briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 

4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  fcene ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  fnatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame, 

6  But  feeble  my  companion  proves, 

And  can  but  weep  where  mod:  it  loves; 
Thy  own  all-faving  arm  employ, 
And  turn  thefe  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


43>  44-  scripture; 

SCRIPTURE  ; 

THE  PROPERTIES  OF  IT. 

XLTII.      C.  M. 

The  infpircd  Word  a  Syjlem  of  Knowledge  and  Joy. 
Pfalm  cxix.  105. 

1  "O"0W  precious  is  the  Book  divine, 
"*■-*■   By  infpiration  given  ! 

Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  fhine 
To  guide  our  fouls  to  heaven. 

2  It  fweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  Hill  imparts, 
And  quells  our  riling  fears. 

3  This  lamp  thro'  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  (hall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

XLIV.     Beddome. 
The  Ufefulnefs  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  TT7HEN  Ifrael  thro'  the  defert  pafs'd, 

*  *      A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  thro'  the  dreary  wade, 
And  lefTen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,   O  God, 
'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  ; 
It  fheds  a  luftre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  blifs  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  foul  with  fweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powers, 

It  fets  our  wandering  footlleps  right, 
Difplays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours* 


THE   PROPERTIES  OF   IT.  45, 

Its  promifes  rejoice  our  hearts, 
.  Irines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleafure  it  imparts, 
It  comforts,  and  inftructs  us  too. 

Ye  favor'd  lands,  who  have  this  word, 
Ye  fair;s,  who  feel  its  faving  power, 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  his  diltinguiihed  grace  adore. 


XLV.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Riches  of  God's  Word. 

1  ]["    ET  avarice  from  fhore  to  more 
■*-i   Her  fav'rite  god  purfue  ; 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love  and  joy 

Are  open'd  to  our  fight : 

The  purefl  gold  without  alloy, 

And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counfels  of  redeeming  grace 

Thefe  facred  leaves  unfold  : 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

6  Here  light  defcending  from  above 
Dire&s  our  doubtful  feet : 
Here  promifes  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wim.es  meet. 

5  Our  nnm'rous  griefs  are  here  redreft, 
And  all  our  wants  fupplied  : 
Nought  we  can  afk  to  make  us  bleft, 
Is  in  this  Book  denied. 


46.  SCRIPTURE. 

6  For  thefe  inedimable  gains 
That  fo  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  fearch  with  eager  pains, 
AfTur'd  that  we  mail  find ! 

XLVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 

The  Excellency  and  Sufficiency  of  the  Holy  Scriptures* 

i  TpATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
■*-     What  endlefs  glory  mines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  thefe  celeftial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 

Exhaudlefs  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  laiHng  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grow* 

And  yields  a  free  repad, 
Sublimer  fweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  tafte. 

4.  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life,  and  everlafting  joys 
Attend  the  blifsful  found. 

5  O  may  thefe  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  dill  new  beauties  may  I  fee, 
And  (till  increafing  light ! 

6  Divine  indruclor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near, 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  facred  xord, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


THE  LAW.  47,  48. 

THE  MORAL  LAW,  Sec. 

XLVII.     CM.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

Our  Duty  to  God,  Exod.  xx.  3 — it* 

l  T^HAT  God,  who  made  the  worlds  on  hig&, 
•*■    And  air,  and  earth,  and  fea, 
Own  as  thy  God,  and  to  his  name 
In  homage  bow  the  knee. 
a  Let  not  a  fhape  which  hands  have  wrought 
Of  wood,  or  clay,  or  (lone, 
Be  deem'd  thy  God,  nor  think  him  like 
Aught  thou  haft  feen  or  known. 
3  Take  not  in  vain  the  name  of  God; 
Nor  muft  thou  ever  dare, 
To  make  thy  falfhood  pafs  for  truth, 
By  his  dread  name  to  fwear. 
4.  That  day  on  which  he  bids  thee  refi: 
From  toil,  to  pray  and  praife, 
That  day,  keep  holy  to  the  Lord, 
And  confecrate  its  rays. 
5  O  may  that  God,  who  gave  thefe  Laws, 
Write  them  on  every  heart, 
That  all  may  feel  their  living  power, 
Nor  from  his  paths  depart ! 

XLVIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

Our  Duty  to  our  Neighbour. 

1  '  I  'HY  fire,  and  her  who  brought  thee  forth, 

■*■    With  all  thy  mind  and  might, 
Fear,  love  and  ferve  ;  fo  mall  thy  days 
Be  numerous,  calm,  and  bright. 

2  The  blood  of  man  thou  fhalt  not  flied 

Its  voice  will  pierce  the  fky, 
And  *hou  by  the  juft  laws  of  heaven 
For  the  dire  crime  (halt  die. 
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49'  SCRIPTURE. 

3  To  thine  own  couch  thou  fhah  not  take 

A  wife  but  her  thine  own  : 
Vaft  is  the  guilt,  and  on  thine  head 
Heaven  darts  its  vengeance  down. 

4  Thou  malt  not,  or  from  friend  or  foe, 

Take  aught  by  force  or  ftealth  ; 
Thy  goods,  thy  flores  rauft  grow  from  right,    ' 
Or  God  will  curfe  thy  wealth. 

5  No  man  fhalt  thou  by  a  falfe  charge, 

Or  crufh  or  brand  with  fhame ; 
Dear  as  thine  own,  fo  wills  thy  God, 
Muft  be  his  life  and  name. 

6  Thy  foul  one  wifh  mall  not  let  Ioofe 

For  that  which  is  not  thine  ; 

Live  in  thy  lot,  or  fmall  or  great, 

For  God  has  drawn  the  line. 

Hymn  XL VI I.  verfe  5,  may  be  added  here. 

XLIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Sinner  found  iv 'anting ,  Dan.  v.  27. 

t  T}  AISE,  thoughtlefs  (inner,  raife  thine  eye; 
-*-^-  Behold  the  balance  lifted  high  ; 
There  (hall  God's  juflice  be  difplay'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See,  in  one  fcale  his  perfect  law, 

Mark,  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  ; 

Wouldft  thou  the  awful  teft  fuflain, 

Thy  works  how  light,  thy  thoughts  how  vain  ! 

-3  Behold  i  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  thefe  dreadful  characters  ; 
"  Tehel,  thy  foul  is  wanting  found, 
"  And  wrath  (hall  fmite  thee  to  the  ground." 


THE  LAW. 

Let  fudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace  ; 
Confufion  wild  o'erfpread  thy  face  ; 
Thro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguifh  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  foul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail ; 
Chrijl,  in  the  fcripture  turns  the  fcale  j 
Still  doth  the  gofpel  publifh  peace, 
And  fhew  a  Saviour's  righteoufnefs. 

6  Jefus,  exert  thy  power  to  fave, 
Deep  on  this  heart  thy  truth  engrave ; 
Great  God,  the  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trembling  lips  may  ling  thy  love. 

L.     L.  M. 

The  practical  Ufe  of  the  Moral  Law  to  the 
convinced  Sinner, 

1  TTERE,   Lord,  my  foul  convicted  (lands 
-*--*■   Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands  : 
And  on  me  juftly  might'ft  thou  pour 

Thy  wrath  in  one  eternal  ihow'r. 

2  But  thanks  to  God-   its  loud  alarms 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms  : 
And  now,  O  Lord,  my  wants  I  fee, 
Loft  and  undone,   I  come  to  thee. 

3  I  fee  my  fig-leaf  righteoufnefs 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redrefs: 
Yet  in  thy  gofpel  plan  I  fee 
There's  hope  of  pardon  e'en  for  me. 

4  Here  I  behold  thy  wonders,    Lord, 
How  Chrijl  hath  to  thy  law  reftor'd 
Thofe  honors  on  th'  atoning  day, 
Which  guilty  finners  took  away. 

G  2 


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5*.  fiCRIPTUfcK. 

5  Amazing  wifdom,  power,  and  love, 
Difplay'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 
Do  thou,  O  Lord,  my  faith  increafe 
r]£o  love  and  truft  thy  plan  of  grace. 


LI.     C.  M.     Cowper.  , 

Legal  Obeditnce  followed  by  Evangeluah 

"VTO  ftrength  of  nature  can  fuffice 
-^    To  ferve  the  Lord  aright ; 
And  what  (he  has,  me  mifapplies, 
For  want  of  clearer  light. 

How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 

In  bondage  and  diftrefs  ! 
I  toil'd  the  precept  to  obey, 

But  toil'd  without  fuccefs. 

Then  to  abdain  from  outward  fid 

Was  more  than  I  could  do  ; 
Now,  if  I  feel  its  power  within, 

I  feel  I  hate  it  too. 

4  Then  all  my  fervile  works  were  done 

A  righteoufnefs  to  raife  ; 
Now,  freely  chofen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  choofe  his  ways. 

5  What  (hall  I  do,  was  then  the  word, 

That  I  may  worthier  grow  ? 
What  fhall  I  render  to  the  Lord? 
Is  my  enquiry  now. 

6  To  fee  the  law  by  Chrift  fulfill'd, 

And  hear  his  pard'ning  voice, 
Changes  a  flave  into  a  child, 
And  duty  into  choice. 


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THE  LAW.  52,  5 J, 

LIT.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
The  Laiv  and  Go/pel ;  or,  Cbrjft  a  Refuge. 
f   "  i^URST  be  the  man,  for  ever  curft, 
^*   **  That  doth  one  wilful  fin  commit; 
"  Death  and  damnation  for  the  fir(r, 
H  Without  relief  and  infinite." 

2  Thus  Sinai  roars ;   and  round  the  earth 
Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  flings, 
But,  Jefus,  thy  dear  gafping  breath, 
And  Calvary  fay  gentler  things  ; 

3  "  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundlefs  love,' 
"  Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood, 

"  And  life,  and  joys,  and  croons  above, 
"  ©trtain'd  by  a  dear  bleeding  God" 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays,   (the  charming  found 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)    forgive; 
And  ev'ry  groan  and  gaping  wound 
Cries,  "  Father,  let  the  rebels  live." 

5  Go,  you  that  reft  upon  the  law, 
And  toil  and  feek  falvation  there, 
Look  to  the  flame  that  Mofes  faw, 
And  fhrink,  and  tremble,  and  defpair  j 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  Crofs, 
Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I  lie  ; 

And  the  keen  fword  that  jultice  draws, 
Flaming  and  red,  (hall  pafs  me  by. 

LIII.     148th  M.     Cowper. 
The  Ceremonial  Law;   Heb.  iv.  2j 
1        TSRAEL  in  ancient  days, 
A    Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 
But  learn'd  the  gofpel  too  ; 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glafs, 
In  v/hich  they  faw  the  Saviour's  face. 


53-  SCRIPTURE. 

2  The  pafchal  facrifice, 

And  blood-befprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlighted  eyes, 
And  once  apply'd  with  power, 

Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 

To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  fet  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whofe  blood  of  matchlefs  worth 
Should  be  the  foul's  defence  ; 
For  he  who  can  for  fin  atone, 
Muft  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  fcapegoat  on  his  head 
The  people's  trelpafs  bore, 
And,  to  the  defen  led, 
Was  to  be  feen  no  more  ; 

In  him  our  furety  feem'd  to  fav, 
"  Behold  I  bear  your  fins  away." 

5  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type  well  underltood, 
Exprefs'd  the  (inner's  plea  ; 

Befcrib'd  a  guilty  foul  enlarg'd, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  dilcharg'd. 

6  ,7V//X»   ■"■  ^ove  t0  trace 
Throughout  the  facred  page, 
The  footdeps  of  thy  grace, 
The  fame  in  ev'ry  age  ! 

O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchfaf 'd  to  me. 


THE  GOSPEL.  54,   $$, 

THE  GOSPEL. 
LTV.     L.  M.     Beddome. 
The  Go/pel  of  Christ. 
x   /^  OD,  in  the  gofpel  of  his  Son, 
^-^  Makes  his  eternal  councils  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richefr.  mercy  mines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  faireft  lines. 

2  Here  finners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  talle  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name ; 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood 
Severely  juft,  immenfely  good. 

3  Here  jfefus,  in  ten  thoufand  ways, 
His  foul  attracting  charms  difplays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  drains. 

4  Wifdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  (inner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  faint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  palTions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  fouls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  thro'. 

6  May  this  bleft  volume  ever  lie 
Clofe  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
'Till  "life's  lafl  hour  my  foul  engage, 
And  be  my  chofen  heritage ! 

LV.     CM.     Dr.  Gibbons. 
The  Gofpel  worthy  of  all  Acceptation  ;   I  Tim.  i.  1 5. 
1    JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
**    Whom  feraphim  obey, 
The  bofom  of  the  Father  leaves, 
And  enters  human  clay. 


$6.  SCRIPTURE. 

2  Into  our  finful  world  he  comes 

The  meffenger  of  grace. 
And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires, 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  Tranfgrefibrs  of  the  deepefl  ftain 

In  him  falvation  find  : 
His  blood  removes  the  fouled  guilty 
His  Spirit  heals  the  mind. 

4  Our  Jefus  faves  from  fin  and  hell, 

His  words  are  true  and  fure, 
And  on  this  Rock  our  faith  may  reft 
Immoveably  fecure. 

j  O  let  thefe  tidings  be  receiv'd 
With  univerfal  joy, 
And  let  the  high  angelic  praife 
Our  tuneful  powers  employ  ! 

6  "  Glory  to  God  who  gave  his  Son 
"  To  bear  our  fhame  and  pain  ; 
*'  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men, 
"  In  endlefs  bleflings  reign." 

LVI.     CM. 

The  Go/pel  a  Feaft,  Ifaiah  xxt.  6. 

i   (\$  Sion,  his  mod  holy  mount, 
^-^   God  will  a  feaft;  prepare, 
And  I/rad's  fons,  and  Gentile  lands 
Shall  in  the  banquet  fhare. 

t  Marrow  and  fatnefs  are  the  food 
His  bounteous  hand  beftows  : 
Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  renV(J> 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 


THE  GOSPEL. 

5  Sec  to  the  vileft  of  the  vile 
A  free  acceptance  given  ! 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace 
Sit  with  the  heirs  o£  heaven  I 

4  The  pain'd,  the  fick,  the  dying,  now 

To  eafe  and  health  reitor'd, 
With  eager  appetites  paruke 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

5  But  O  what  draughts  of  blifs  unknown, 

What  dainties  fhall  be  given, 
When,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feaft  of  heaven  ! 

6  There  joys  immeafurably  high 

Shall  overflow  the  foul, 
And  fprings  of  life,  that  never  dry, 
In  thoufand  channels  roll. 


LVII.     As  the  148th.     Altered  by  Toflady, 

The  Jubilee. 

"PLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

•*~*  The  gladly  folemn  found  ! 

Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remote!!:  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  tinners,  home. 

Exalt  the  Lamb  of  Gcd, 

The  fin-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  by  his  blood 

Thro*  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
H 


SCRIPTURE. 

3  [Yc,  who  have  fold  for  nought 
The  heritage  above  ; 

Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  fifus*  love  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 3 

4  Ye  (laves  of  fin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  fafe  in  J  fas  dwell, 
And  bled  in  Jefus  live  : 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  linners,  home. 

5  The  gofpel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near, 
"Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

6  Jfa*  our  great  m'gh  prieft 
Kas  full  atonement  made  : 
'Ye  weary  fpirits,   red: ; 
Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ! 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ;  I 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

LVIII.  L.M.  Gloucefter  Time.  Dr.  Doddridge 
The  Gofpel  Jubilee ,   Pfalm  lxxxix.  15, 

1  ¥    OUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found, 
•*-'   And  fprcad  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 
Let  ev'ry  foul  with  tranfport  hear, 

And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
That  you  ten  thoufand  talents  owe, 

ten  humble  at  his  feel  you  fall, 
Your  gracious  Qod  forgives  them  all. 


THE    GOSPEL.  $g, 

3  Slaves,  that  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Or'  (in  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 

To  liberty  affert  your  claim, 

And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 

•joy,  your  boafr.,  is  freely  given; 
Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits, 
With  golden  (beets  and  peaily  gates. 

5  Her  blefs'd  inhabitants  no  more, 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 

No  debt,  but  love  immenfely  great, 
Their  joy  £1  111  rifes  with  the  debt. 

€  0  happy  fouls  that  know  the  found, 
Celeftial  light  their  (teps  furround, 
And  (hew  the  jubihe  begun, 
Which  thro'  eternal  years  mall  run. 

LIX.     C  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  glorious  Gofpd  of  the  bkjfcd Cod,  I  Tim.  i.  1 U 

i   "\T7HAT  v/ifdom,  majeity  and  grace 
VV     Thro' ail  the  gofpel  lline! 
'Tis  G-'jd  that  fpeaks,  and  we  confefs 
The  doctrine  moft  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  (tarry  throne  on  high, 

Th*  almighty  Saviour  comes ; 
Lavs  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  flefh  alTumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  finners  ow'd, 

Upon  the  crofs  he  pays  ; 
Then  thro'  the  clouds  afcends  to  Gcdj 
Midft  fhouts  of  loftieft  praife. 

H  2 


60.  SCRIPTURE. 

4  There  he  our  great  high  prieft  appears 

Before  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Mingles  his  merits  with  our  tears, 
And  pours  falvation  down. 

5  Great  God,  with  reverence  we  adore 

Thy  juftice  and  thy  grace  : 
And  on  thy  faithfulnefs  and  power 
Our  firm  depcndance  place. 

LX.     L.  M.    Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

The  Go/pel  is  the  Power  of  God  to  Safoatiotip 
Rom.  i.  1 6. 

«   TTTHAT  maH  the  dying  fmner  do, 
*  *      That  feeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
Where  mail  the  guilty  confcience  find 
Eafe  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  fhal!  we  get  our  crimes  forgiv'n* 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  fouls,  all  o'er  defil'd  with  fin, 

Make  their  own  powers  and  paffions  clean  I 

3  In  vain  we  fearch,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jefus  brings  his  gofpel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell 
That  fave  rebellious  fouls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  fpirits  up ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  truft  the  word, 
And  find  falvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden  treafure  fhines ; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  crofs, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  drofs. 


THE  GOSPEL.  6v 

6  Should  vile  blafphemers,  with  difdain, 
Pronounce  the  truths  of  J*fus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  fcandal  and  the  fliame, 
And  fing  and  triumph  in  his  name. 


LXI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermoks. 

ji  Rational  Defdtice  of  the  Go/pel. 

1  CHALL  athetjls  dare  infult  the  crofs 
^   Of  our  incarnate  God? 

Shall  infidels  revile  his  truth, 
And  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2  What  if  he  choofe  myderious  ways 

To  cleanfe  us  from  our  faults  ? 
May  not  the  works  of  fovereign  grace 
Tranfcend  our  feeble  thoughts  ? 

3  What  if  his  gofpel  bids  us  drive 

With  flefli,  and  felf,  and  fin  ? 
The  prize  is  mod:  divinely  bright, 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  men,  defpis'd  on  earth, 

Still  of  his  grace  partake  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more, 
For  fo  the  prophets  fpake. 

5  Do  fome  that  own  his  facred  truth, 

Indulge  their  fouls  in  fin  ? 
None  mould  reproach  the  Saviour's  name, 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

f>  Then  let  our  faith  be  firm  and  drong, 
Our  lips  profefs  his  word  ; 
Nor  ever  fhun  thofe  holy  men, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord. 


62.  SCRIPTURE   DOCTRINES. 

SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES  AND  BLESSINGS. 

LXII.        5.6.        TOPLADY. 

Everlafiing  Love  and  elecling  Grace* 

1  TJOW  happy  are  we 
•*--*    Our  elation  who  fee. 

And  venture,  O  Lord,  for  faivation  on  thee  \ 

In  Jcfus  approv'd, 

Eternally  lov'd, 
Upheld  by  thy  power  we  cannot  be  mov'd. 

2  'Tis  fweet  to  recline 
On  the  bofom  divine, 

And  experience  the  comforts  peculiar  to  thine  : 

While,  born  from  above, 

And  upheld  by  thy  love 
With  finging  and  triumph  to  Zion  we  move. 

3  Our  feeking  thy  face, 
Was  all  of  thy  grace, 

Thy  mercy  demands  and  fhall  have  all  the  praife* 

No  (inner  can  be 

Beforehand  with  thee, 
Thy  grace  is  preventing,  almighty,  and  free. 

4.  Our  Saviour  and  friend 

His  love  fhall  extend, 
It  knew  no  beginning,  and  never  fhall  end. 

Whom  once  he  receives 

His  Spirit  ne'er  leaves, 
Nor  ever  repents  of  the  grace  that  he  gives. 

5  This  proof  v/e  would  give, 

That  thee  we  receive, 
Thou  art  precious  alone  to  the  fouls  that  believe. 

Be  precious  to  us ! 

All  befide  is  as  drofs, 
Compai'd  with  thy  love  and  the  blood  of  thy  crof". 


god's  everlasting  love.        6j< 


PART   THE    SECOND. 

Yet,   one  tiling  we  want, 

Mere  holinefs  grant ! 
For  more  of  thy  mind,  and  thine  image  we  pant ; 

Thine  image  imprefs 

On  thy  favorite  race, 
O  fafhion  and  polilh  thy  vefTels  of  grace. 

Thy  workmanAiip  we 

More  fully  would  be, 
Lord,  ftretch  cut  thy  hand*  and  conform  us  to  thee; 

While  onward  we  move 

To  Canaan  above, 
Come,  fill  us  with  holinefs,  fill  us  with  love. 

Vouchfafe  us  to  know 

More  of  thee  below, 
Thus  fit  us  for  heaven,  and  glory  beflow  ; 

Our  harps  Avail  be  tun'd, 

The  Lamb  Aiall  be  crown'd  ; 
Salvation  to  Jtfus  thro'  heaven  fliail  refound. 

LXIII.    L.  M.     Beddome. 


The  Confequences  of 'Election,   Rom.  via.  33 — 39, 

V^HO  (Kail  condemn  to  cndlefs  flames 

Y  *      The  chofen  people  of  our  God? 
Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  *$€$*$  biood. 

He,    for  the  fins  of  all  th'  elect, 
Hath  a  complete  atonement  made  ; 
And  juflice  never  can  exp 
That  the  fame  debt  mould  twice  be  'xv.<L 


64.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

3  Not  tribulation,  nakednefs, 

The  famine,  peril,  or  the  fword ; 

Not  perfection,  or  diflrefs, 

Can  feparatc  from  Chriji  incL-ord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth  nor  height; 
Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above  ; 
Not  pieient  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purpofes  of  love. 

5  His  fovereign  mercy  knows  no  end, 
His  faithfulnefs  (hall  ftill  endure  : 
And  thofe  who  on  his  word  depend, 
Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  fure. 

LXIV.     As  the  148th.     L.  H.  C. 

Eternal  and  unchangeable  love,  2  Tim.  i.  I2v 
Chap.  ii.  13.    Phil.  i.  6. 

|        f\  My  diftruftful  heart, 

^-^   How  fmall  thy  faith  appears  I 
But  greater,  Lord,  thou  art, 
Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears  1 

Did  Jefus  once  upon  me  mine  I 

Then  Jefus  is  for  ever  mine. 

je        Unchangeable  his  will, 

Tho'  dark  may  be  my  frame  ; 
His  loving  heart  is  Hill 
Eternally  the  fame  : 
My  foul  thro'  many  changes  goes ; 
His  love  no  variation  knows. 

3        Thou,  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 

And  perfeclly  perform 

The  work  thou  haft  begun 

In  me  a  finful  worm  ; 
Midfi:  all  my  fears,  and  fin  and  woe, 
Thy  Spirit  will  not  let  me  go. 


ELECTION-  65, 

The  bowels  of  thy  grace 
1  freely  move  : 

I  ltnl  fhall  fee  thy  I  ice, 

And  feel  that  God  is  love! 
Myfelf  into  thy  arms  I  caft  ; 
Lord,  fave,  O  lave  my  foul  at  laft. 

LXV.     8.  7.  4.     Lewes  Tuae. 

The  godly  Corfi deration  of  EleEtion  in  Christ 
comfortable. 

SONS  we  are,  thro'  God's  election, 
Who  in  Jefus  Chrijl  believe  : 
By  eternal  deftination, 

Sovereign  grace  we  here  receive  : 
Lord,  thy  mercy 
Does  both  grace  and  glory  give. 

Every  fallen  foul  by  finning, 

Merits  everlafHng  pain  ; 
But  thy  love  without  beginning, 

Has  reflor'd  thy  fons  again  : 
Countlefs  millions 
Shall  in  life,  through  Jefus  reign.1 

Paufe,  my  foul !   adore  and  wonder  ! 

A(k,  "  O  why  fach  love  to  me?" 
Grace  hath  put  me  in  the  number 

Of  the  Saviour's  family  : 
Hallelujah  ! 
Thanks,  eternal  thanks  to  tl. : 

Since  that  }^:q  had  no  beginning, 

And  fhall  never  never  ceafe  ; 
Keep,  O  keep  me,  Lord,  from 

Guide  me  in  the  way  of  j 
Make  me  walk  in 
All  the  paths  of  holinefs. 
I 


6tf.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

5  When  I  quit  this  feeble  manfion, 

And  my  foul  returns  to  thee  ; 
Let  the  power  of  thy  afcenfion 

Manifeil  itfelf  in  me  : 
Thro'  thy  Spirit, 
Give  the  final  victory  ! 

6  When  the  angel  founds  the  trumpet ; 

When  my  foul  and  body  join  ; 
When  my  Saviour  comes  to  judgment, 

Bright  in  majefty  divine  ; 
Let  me  triumph 
In  thy  righteoufnefs  as  mine. 

7  When  in  that  blefs'd  habitation, 

Which  my  God  has  fore  ordain'd  ; 
When  in  glory's  full  pofTeflion, 

I  with  faints  and  angels  (land  ; 
Free  Grace  only 
Shall  refound  thro*  Canaan's  land. 

LXVI.     6. 8. 4.     Leoni  Tune;     Oliver. 
The  Covenant  God. 

1  r~T'HE.  God  of  Abram  praife, 

-*■'    Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  ; 
Ancient  of  everlafting  days, 
And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah,  great  I  AM  ! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confeft, 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  name, 
For  ever  blefs'd. 

2  The  God  of  Abram  praife 
At  whofe  fupreme  command, 

From  earth  I  rife  and  feek  the  joys 
At  liis  right  hand. 


COVENANT   OF  GRACE.  66, 

I'd  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame  and  power : 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  fiiield  and  tower. 

The  God  of  Abram  praife, 
Whofe  all-fufficient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days; 
In  all  his  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God! 
And  he  fnall  five  me  to  the  end* 
Thro'  Jefu's  blood. 

He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 
I  on  his  oath  depend, 
I  (hall,  on  eagles  wings  up-borne, 
To  heaven  afcend  : 
I  (hall  behold  his  face, 
I  fhail  his  power  adore  ; 
And  flng  the  wonders  of  his  grace! 

For  evermore  !  ; 

PART  THE    SECOND. 

Tho*  nature's  ftrength  decay, 
And  earth  and  hell  withstand : 
To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way 
At  God's  command ; 
The  watery  deep  I  pafs, 
With  jfefus  in  my  view, 
And  thro'  the  howling  wildernefs 
My  way  purfue. 

The  goodly  land  I  fee, 
With  peace  and  plenty  bled  ; 
The  land  of  facred  liberty, 
And  endlefs  reft. 

I  2 


6/.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINE. 

There  milk  and  honey  flow, 
And  oil  and  wine  abound  ; 
And  frees  of  Kfe  for  ever  grow, 
With  mercy  crown'd. 

7  There  dwells  the  Lord  our  king, 
The  Lord  our  righteoufnefs  ; 

Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  fin, 
The  prince  of  peace. 
On  Sion's  facred  height 
His  kingdom  ftill  maintains  ; 
And  glorious,  with  his  faints  in  light, 
For  ever  reigns. 

8  The  ranfom'd  nations  bow 
Before  the  Saviour's  face, 

Joyful  their  radiant  crowns  they  throw, 
O'erwhelm'd  with  grace  : 
He  mews  his  fears  of  love  ; 
They  kindle  to  a  flame, 
And  found  through  all  the  worlds  above, 
"  The  (laughter'd  Lamb." 

9  The _  whole  triumphant  holt 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high  : 

"Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  S" 
They  ever  cry. 
Hail  Abram's  God  and  mine, 
I  join  the  heavenly  lays  : 
All  might  and  majefty  are  thine, 
And  endlels  praife. 

LXVII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Support  in  God';  Covenant  tinder  Trouble, 
2  Sam.  xxiii.  5. 
1    A/TY  Gody  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
+■*■*•   Abides  for  ever  fure, 
And  in  its  matchlefs  grace  I  feel 
My  hanpinefs  fecure. 


THE    COVENANT  OF   GRACE.         68< 

2  What  tho*  my  houfe  be  not  with  thee, 
As  nature  could  defire  ? 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives, 
Thy  fervants  all  afpire. 

•}   Since  thou,  the  everlailing  God, 
My  father  art  become  ; 
Jejus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ;     > 

4  I  welcome  all  thy  fov'reign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  : 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  doft, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

5  Thy  covenant  the  lafl:  accent  claims 

Of  this  poor  faultering  tongue  ; 
And  that  ihall  the  firft  notes  employ 
Of  my  celeiHal  fong. 


LXVIII.  ii2thScarboro'Tune.  Bentley's  Col, 
Pleading  the  Covenant,  Pfalrri  lxxiv.  2  0. 


i   r\  LOUD  my  God,  whofe 
^-s    Is  (till  the  fame,  nor  e't 


-hofe  fovereign  love 
'er  can  move  ; 
Look  to  the  covenant,  and  fee, 
Has  not  thy  love  been  fhown  to  me? 
Remember  me,   my  dearett  friend, 
And  love  me  alway  to  the  end. 

2   Be  with  me  ftill,  as  heretofore, 

And  help  me  forward  more  and  more; 
My  l'trong,  my  ilubborn  will  incline 
To  be  obedient  Hill  to  thine  : 
O  lead  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  me  fafe  to  Canaan's  land, 


6gt  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

LXIX.     7.     Bath  Abbey  Tune, 

Redeeming  Love, 

1  "^|"OW  begin  the  heavenly  theme* 
-*-^    Sing  aloud  in  Jcfu's  name  : 
Ye,  who  his  falvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  fee  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praife  and  bkfs  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  fouls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banifh  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curfe  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  ilaves  of  death  and  (in, 
Now  from  blifs  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  tafte  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome  all,  by  fin  oppreft, 
Welcome  to  his  facred  reft  ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  fnall  all  the  fulnefs  prove, 
Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love. 

7  He  fubdu'd  th'  infernal  powers, 
Thofe  tremendous  foes  of  ours, 
From  their  curfed  empire  drove  J 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 


REDEMPTION.  \ 

%  Hither,  then,  your  mufic  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  firing, 
Mortals  join  the  hoft  above, 
Join  to  praife  redeeming  love. 

LXX.     L.  M.     Steele. 

Redemption  ly  Chrift  alone,   I  Pet.  i.  1 8,  19. 

1  T^NSLAV'D  by  fin  and  bound  in  chains, 
"  Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  fway, 
And  doom'd  to  everlafting  pains, 

We  wretched,  guilty  captives  lay. 

2  Nor  gold  nor  gems  could  buy  our  peace  ; 
Nor  the  whole  world's  collected  ftore 
Suffice  to  purchafe  our  releafe  ; 

A  thoufand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

3  jfefus  the  Lord,  the  mighty  God, 
An  all-fufficient  ranfom  paid  : 
Invalued  price  !  his  precious  blood 
For  vile  rebellious  traitors  (hed. 

4.  Jefus  the  facrifice  became 

To  refcue  guilty  fouls  from  hell ; 
The  fpotlefs,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb, 
Beneath  avenging  juftice  fell. 

5  Amazing  goodnefs  !   love  divine  ! 
O  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 
The  matchlefs  grace,  nor  yield  to  fin, 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more  ! 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  love  purfue 
The  glorious  work  it  has  begun, 
Each  fecret  lurking  foe  fubdue, 
And  let  our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 


I-  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 


LXXI.     8.  7. 4.     Weftbury  Tune.     F— 
Fimjhed  Redemption. 

t   TJARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
■*--*■   Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !   it  rends  the  rocks  afunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  fky ! 
"  It  is  finifh'd!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry ! 

2  It  is  finifh'd  !    O  what  pleafure 

Do  thefe  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  bleflings,  without  meafure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Chr'ifl  the  Lord. 
It  is  finifh'd! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finifh'd,  all  the  types  and  fhadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ! 
Finifh'd,  all  that  God  had  promis'd  ; 

Death  and  hell  no  more  mall  av/e. 
It  is  finifh'd! 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

\  [Happy  fouls,  approach  the  table, 
Tafre  the  foul-reviving  food  ; 

Nothing  half  fo  fweet  and  pleafant 
As  the  Saviour's  flefli  and  blood. 

It  is  finifn'd  ! 

Chrijl  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 

j  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  feraphs, 
Join  to  fing  the  pleafing  theme  ; 

AH  en  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
join  to  praife  Immanuel's  name  ! 

Hailelujnh  ! 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  \Xtch  \ 

J  o 


REDEMPTION.  72,  'J  ^ 

LXXII.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Steksbtt. 
It  is  fm'ijhecly  John  xix.  50. 

''"PIS  finifhed,  fo  the  Saviour  cried, 

*•    And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died, 
'Tis  finifhed — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  batile  fought,  the  victory  won. 
'Tis  finifli'd — all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  faid 
Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  defign'd, 
In  me  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 
'Tis  finifh'd — Aaron  now  no  more 
Mull:  ftain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  : 
The  facred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
And  Jewifn  rites  no  more  remain. 
'Tis  finifh'd — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  fins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
Millions  (hall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
By  this,  my  laft  expiring  breath. 
'Tis  finifh'd — Heav'n  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darknefs  fpoii'd ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happinefs  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  fmful  men. 
'Tis  finifh'd — let  the  joyful  found 
Be  heard  thro*  all  the  nations  round : 
'Tis  finifh'd — let  the  echo  fly 
Thro'  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  Iky. 

LXXIII.    8.    LimefieldTune.    D.  Turner; 

Gratitude  to  God  for  Redemption,  Eph.  i.  7,  1 1. 

CHALL  Jefus  defcend  from  the  ikies, 
^  To  atone  for  our  fins  by  his  blood, 
And  (hall  we  fuch  goodnefs    defpife, 
And  rebels  (rill  be  to  our  God? 


7j.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

2    ["No  brute  could  ever  be  fo  bafe  ! 
Shall  man  thus  ungrateful  then  prove  ? 
Forbid  it,   O  God  of  all  grace  ! 
Forbid  it,  thou  Spirit  of  love  ! 

5  The  devils  would  laugh  us  to  (corn, 
For  folly  fo  fhameful  as  this ; 
O  let  us  to  God  then  return, 
Sure  never  was  goodnefs  like  his.] 

4  He  fav'd  us,  or  we  had  been  loft, 

Nor  comfort,  nor  hope  had  e'er  known ; 
Yet  he  knew  this  falvation  would  cod 
No  lefs  than  the  blood  of  his  Son. 

5  Thro'  him  we  forgivenefs  mall  find, 
A  nd  talle  the  fweet  blellings  of  peace, 
If  contrite  and  humbly  refign'd. 

We  trufl  in  his  promifed  grace. 

6  This  world  then  with  all  its  gay  joy, 
That  its  thoufands  has  fnar'd  and  undones 
May  tempt,  but  mail  never  deftroy, 
Whom  jfefus  has  mark'd  for  his  own. 

7  While  here  thro'  the  defert  we  ftray, 
Our  God  mall  be  ail  our  delight, 
Our  pillar  of  cloud  in  the  day, 
And  alfo  of  lire  in  the  night : 

8  Till,  the  Jordan  of  death  fafely  pafs'd, 
We  land  on  the  heav'nly  more, 
Where  we  the  hid  manna  mall  tafle, 
Nor  hunger  nor  thirft  any  more. 

9  And  there  while  bis  glories  we  fee, 
And  feaft  on  the  joys  of  his  love, 
We  chang'd  to  his  likenefs  fnall  be, 
And  -hen  fnall  all  gratitude  prove. 


ATONEMENT.  ~4,   Jf*j| 

LXXIV.    8.  S.  6.    Chatham  Tune.     To?  lady. 

Christ'j  Atoncmer.t. 

1  r\  THOU,  who  didft  thy  glory  leave, 
^-^    Apoitate  (inners  to  retrieve, 

From  nature's  deadly  fall, 
If  thou  halt  bought  me  with  a  price, 
My  fins  againlt  me  ne'er  mall  rife, 

For  thou  hall  borne  them  all. 

2  And  wait  thou  punifh'd  in  my  flead  ? 
Didlt  thou  without  the  city  bleed 

To  expiate  my  (tain  ? 
On  earth  my  God  vouchfaf 'd  to  dwell, 
And  made  of  infinite  avail, 

The  furTerings  of  the  Man. 

3  Behold  him  for  tranfgreiTors  given  ! 
Behold  the  incarnate  King  of  heaven 

For  us  his  foes  expire  ! 
Amaz'd  O  earth  !   the  tidings  hear  ! 
He  bore,  that  we  might  never  bear 

His  Father's  righteous  ire. 

4  Ye  faints,  the  man  of  forrows  blefs, 
The  God,  for  your  unrighteoufnefs 

Deputed  to  atone  : 
Praife  'till,  with  all  the  ranfom'd  throngj 
Ye  fing  the  never-ending  fong, 

And  fee  him  on  his  throne. 

LXXV.     8.  7.     L.  H.  C. 

Gratitude  for  the  Atonement, 

I   TTAIL  !   thou  once  defpifed  Jefu 
*-*-  Hail  thou  Galilean  king  ! 
Thou  didft  fuffer  to  releafe  us  ; 
Thou  didft  free  falvation  bring. 
K  2 


v/y/i 


jS.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  fin  and  fhame ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor ; 

Life  is  given  thro'  thy  name. 

2  Pafchal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  haft  full  atonement  made : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God, 

3  yefur>  kaiL  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hofts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  fide  : 
There  for  fmners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  doft  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worfhip,  honour,  power  and  bleiKng 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudefr.  praifes,  without  ceafing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits  ! 

Bring  your  fweeteft,  noblefl:  lays; 
Help  to  ling  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Help  to  chant  ImmanueVs  praife. 

LXXVI.     7. 

Pleading  tie  Jtonement,  Pfalm  Ixxxif.  f. 

1  "{RATHER,  God,  who  feed  in  me 
■*-     Only  fin  and  mifery, 
Turo  to  thy  anointed  One, 
Look  on  thy  beloved  Son  5 


ATONEMENT.  j6t 

Him,  and  then  the  (inner  fee  ; 
Look  thro*  Jefus*  wounds  on  me. 

2  Heavenly  Father,  Lord  of  all, 
Hear,  and  (how  thou  hear'fr  my  call  ; 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Smile  on  me  a  (inner  now  ! 

Now  the  (tone  to  flefh  convert ; 
Cart  a  look,  and  melt  my  heart. 

3  Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  bleffing  thou  beftow  ; 
Hear  my  advocate  divine, 
Lo  !   to  his,  my  fuit  I  join, 
Join'd  with  his,  it  cannot  fail  ; 
Let  me  now  with  thee  prevail ! 

4  Turn  from  me  thy  glorious  eyes 
To  his  bloody  facrifice, 

To  the  full  atonement  irttde, 
To  the  utmoft  ranfom  paid  ; 
And,  if  mine,  thro'  him  thou  art, 
Speak  thy  mercy  to  ray  heart. 

5  Jefus,  anfwer  from  above  ; 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 
Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall  ; 
Blefs  me,  whilit  on  thee  I  call  ; 
Ami  thine,  thou  Son  of  God  P 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 

6  Father,  fee  the  victim  (lain, 
OfFer'd  up  for  guilty  man  ; 
Hear  his  blood's  prevailing  cry  ; 
Let  thy  bowels  then  reply  ! 
Then  thro'  him  the  finner  fee ; 
Then,  in  Jefus,  look  on  me  I 


77,  7^-       SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 
LXXVII.    C.  M.    Toplady's  Collection 
Efficacious  Grace,  Pfahn  xlv.  3 — 5. 

1  TTAIL  !    mighty  Jefus,  how  divine 
•*--*•   Is  thy  victorious  fword  ! 

The  flouted  rebel  rnuft  refign, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

%  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give  \ 
They  pierce  the  hardeft  heart : 
Thy  fmiles  of  grace  the  (lain  revive, 
And  joy  fucceeds  to  fmart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  fword  upon  thy  thigh* 

Ride  wich  majeitic  fway  : 
Go  forth,  fweet  prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete  ; 

When  all  the  chofen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet, 
To  fing  thy  conquering  grace  ; 

5  O  may  my  humble  foul  be  found 

Among  that  favor'd  band  ! 
And  I,  v/ith  them,  thy  praife  will  found 

Throughout  ImmanueW  land. 

LXXVIII.     L.  M. 

The  Converfion  of  Zaccheus^  Luke  xix.  I— Id. 

3    /^VNCE  as  the  Saviour  pafs'd  along, 
^^   Zaccheus  fain  the  Lord  would  fee  ; 
Of  flature  fmall,  to  'fcape  the  throng, 
He  ran  before,  and  climb'd  a  tree. 

2  As  the  omnifcient  Lord  drew  nigh, 
Upward  he  look'd  and  faw  him  there ; 
"  Zaccheus,  haften  down,  for  I 

**  Mud  be  thy  gueft  to-day,  prepare. 


REGENERATION.  79, 

3  '*  To-day,"  the  pardoning  Saviour  cries, 
"  Salvation  to  thy  houie  is  come, 

'*  On  wings  of*  iov'reign  love  it  flies  ; 
"  Go  tell  the  blifsful  news  at  home." 

4  Lord,  look  on  fouls  that  gaze  around, 
To  every  listening  finner  fpeak ; 
Now  may  thy  ancient  love  abound, 
From  every  feat  a  captive  take. 

5  Sinners,  make  hafte  our  God  to  meet ; 
Come  to  the  fea(t  his  love  prepaies  ; 

The  loll  are  fought  and  fav'd,  how  fweet ! 
And  not  the  righteous,  Chr'i/l  declares. 

6  Say,  what  are  ye  come  out  to  view  j 
jt'fus  who  once  for  finners  died  r* 

O  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  to  you, 
«w  Caifc  fioful,  righteous  felf  afide." 

7  Lord,  wilt  thou  (loop  to  be  my  gueft  I 
Dolt,  thou  invite  thee  to  my  home  ? 
Welcome,  dear  Saviour,  to  my  bread, 
To-day  let  thy.  falvatioa  come. 

LXXIX.    .C  M. 

The  loft  Jheep  found ;   or,  Joy  in  Uea-oen  en  the 
Cotiverfion  of  a  Shiner,  Luke  xv.  3,  4. 

I  "\T7*HEN  fome  kind  fhepherd  from  his  fold, 
*  *      Has  left  a  ftraying  fheep, 
Through  vales,  o'er  hills,  he  anxious  rcves. 
And  climbs  the  mountain's  deep. 

3  But  O  the  joy  !   the  tranfport  fweet ! 
When  he  the  wanderer  iinds  ; 
Up  in  his  arms  he  takes  his  charge, 
And  to  his  (boulder  binds. 


80.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

3   Homeward  he  haftes  to  tell  his  joys, 
And  make  his  blifs  complete: 
The  neighbours  hear  the  news,  and  all 
The  joyful  thepherd  greet. 

5  Yet  how  much  greater  is  the  joy 
When  but  one  finner  turns  ; 
When  the  poor  wretch  with  broken  heart, 
His  Sins  and  errors  mourns! 

£  Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  faints  below, 
In  tongs  their  tongues  employ  ; 
Beyond  the  flues  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

5  Well-pleas'd  the  Father  fees  and  hears 
The  confcious  finner  weep  ; 
Jcfus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  owns  him  for  his  llieep. 

7  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  fire  : 
"  A  wandering  fheep's  returned,"  they  fing, 
And  ftrike  the  founding  lyre. 


LXXX.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

"The  converted  Thief y  Luke  xxiii.  4.2. 

A  Son  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung, 
■*-  *•  And  wept,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 
He  pour'd  falvation  on  a  wretch 
That  languiftVd  at  his  fide. 

His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  fhame, 

The  penitent  confefs'd ; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Chrifi, 

And  thus  his  prayer  addrefs'd  : 


REGENERATION". 

"  7efus>  tnou  ^on  anc*  nc*r  °^  Heaven, 
"  Thou  fpotlefs  Lamb  of  God, 

"  I  fee  thee  bath'd  in  fweat  and  tears, 
u  And  welt'ring  in  thy  blood. 

M  Yet  quickly  from  thefe  fcenes  of  woe 

"  In  triumph  thou  (halt  rife, 
"  Burft  thro'  the  gloomy  fliades  of  death, 

"  And  mine  above  the  fkies. 

u  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 
"  Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me  ; 

"  And  in  the  vict'ries  of  thy  death 
"  Let  me  a  fnarer  be." 

6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jefus  hears, 
And  inftantly  replies, 
u  To-day  thy  parting  foul  fhall  be 
u  With  me  in  paradife." 

LXXXI.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Vital  Union  to  Christ  in  Regeneration. 
I  Cor.  vi.  17. 

"P\EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 
•*-'    By  everlafting  bonds  ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  refign, 
Our  fouls  are  in  thy  hands. 

To  thee  we  (till  would  cleave 
With  ever  growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Chrijl  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

Thy  Spirit  (hall  unite 
Our  fouls  to  thee  our  head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 


82.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES, 

4       Death  may  our  fouls  divide 
From  thefe  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  fhall  keep  us  near  thy  fide 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

6        Since  Chrijl  and  we  are  one, 
Why  mould  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
\\  he  in  heaven  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 


LXXXIL     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Praife  to  God  for  renewing  Grace, 

i   rlTO  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  king, 
**-    Fain  would  my  foul  her  tribute  bring; 
Join  me,  ye  faints,  in  fongs  of  praife, 
For  ye  have  known  and  felt  his  grace. 

2  Wretched  and  helplefs  once  I  lay, 
Jutt  breathing  all  my  life  away ; 
He  faw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood, 
And  felt  the  pity  of  a  God. 

3  With  fpeed  he  fiew  to  my  relief, 

Bound  up  my  wounds  and  footh'd  my  grief  j 
Pour'd  joys  divine  into  my  heart, 
And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 

4  Thefe  proofs  of  love,  my  deareft  Lordy 
Deep  in  my  bread  I  will  record : 

The  life  which  I  from  thee  receive, 
,*   To  thee,  behold,  I  freely  give. 

5  My  heart  and  tongue  fhall  tune  thy  praife, 
Thro'  the  remainder  of  my  days  : 

And  when  t  join  the  powers  above, 
My  foul  mail  better  fing  thy  love. 


JUSTIFICATION.  83,  84. 

LXXXIII.     L.  M. 

Human  Right 'eoufnefsinfujjicient  tojuJlify>lA\c.  vi.  6 — 8. 

i   Vy  HEREWITH,  O  Lord,  mall  t  draw  near, 
^  *     Or  bow  myfelf  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  (hall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  moil  high  ? 
Will  multiply'd  oblations  pleafe  ? 
Thoufands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 

Or  flaughter'd  millions  e'er  appeafe  ? 

3  Can  thefe  afTuage  the  wrath  of  God? 
Can  thefe  waPi  out  my  guilty  (lain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  feas  of  blood, 
Alas  !   they  all  muft  flow  in  vain. 

4  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  truft  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am ; 
Excluded  is  my  every  bead:, 

My  glory  fwallow'd  up  in  fliamc. 

5  Guilty,   I  ffand  before  thy  face  ; 
My  fole  defert,  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 
'Twere  juft  the  fentence  ihould  take  place, 
But  O,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 

6  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
Who  died  for  finners  on  the  tree ; 
I  plead  his  righteoufnefs  alone, 

O  put  the  fpotlefs  robe  on  me. 

LXXXIV.  L.  M.  Leeds  Tune.  Madan's  CcI. 
Imputed  Righteoufnefs,  Jer.  xxiii.  6.  Ifa.  xlv.  ^24. 

1    TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
J   My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  drefs ; 
Midft  flaming  worlds  in  thefe  array'd, 
With  joy  mall  I  lift  up  my  head. 
L  2 


85.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

2  When  from  the  duft  of  death  I  rife 
To  take  mv  manfion  in  the  fides, 
E'en  then  mail  this  be  all  my  plea, 

"  Jefus  natn  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  me.'' 

3  Bold  mail  I  fland  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  mail  lay? 
While  thro'  thy  blood  abfolv'd  I  am, 
From  fin's  tremendous  curfe  and  mame. 

4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  finners  thee  proclaim, 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  fpotlefs  robe  the  fame  appears 
When  ruin'd  nature  finks  in  years  : 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  robe  of  Chnjl  is  ever  new. 

6  O  !  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banifh'd  ones  rejoice, 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  drefs, 
jfefus,  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs. 

LXXXV.      112th.     President  Davies. 
The  pardoning  God.      Micah  vii.  18. 

1  r^  RE  AT  God  of  wonders  !   all  thy  ways 
^-*  Are  matchlefs,  godlike,  and  divine  ; 
Bat  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace 

More  godlike  and  unrivall'd  mine  ; 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 

2  Crimes  of  fuch  horror  to  forgive, 
Such  guilty  daring  worms  to  fpare, 
This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 
And  none  fhall  in  the  honor  {hare. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  irtz  ? 


PARDON.  86, 

3  Angels  and  men,  refign  your  claim 
To  pity,  mercy,  love  and  grace  ; 
Thefe  glories  crov/n  Jehovah's  name 
With  an  incomparable  blaze. 

Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 

4  In  wonder  loft,  with  trembling  joy, 
We  take  the  pardon  of  our  God, 
Pardon,  for  crimes  of  deepefr  dye, 
A  pardon  feal'd  with  Jefu's  blood. 
Who  "is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  I 

5  O  may  this  flrange,  this  matchlefs  grace, 
This  godlike  miracle  of  love 

Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praife, 
And  all  the  angelic  choirs  above  ! 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  fo  rich  and  free  ? 

LXXXVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 

Pardoning  Love,  Jer.  iii.  22.   Hof.  xiv.  4. 

1  TTOW  oft,  alas!   this  wretched  heart 
-*-  -■■   Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  J 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 

Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  fov'reign  mercy  calls,  "  Return  *." 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ! 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canfl  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  fhall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 

To  fpeak  thy  wondrous  love  ! 


Sj.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious,  haw  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  blifs  reftore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  fo  free,  fo  fweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  facred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


LXXXVIL     L.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 
Divine  Forgivenefs,  Luke  vii.  47. 

i  FORGIVENESS  !  'tis  a  joyful  found 
•*-    To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die  ; 
Publifh  the  blifs  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  feraphs,  ftiout  it  from  the  iky ! 

2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 
'Tis  full,  out-meafuring  every  crime  ; 
Unclouded  mall  its  glories  mine, 
And  feel  no  change,  by  changing  time. 

3  O'er  fins  unnumber'd  as  the  fand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  fize, 
The  feas  of  fovereign  grace  expand, 
The  feas  of  fovereign  grace  ariie. 

4  For  this  ftupendous  love  of  heaven 
What  grateful  honors  (hall  we  mow  ? 
Where  much  trangreflion  is  forgiven 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 

5  By  this  infpir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holinefs  be  crown'd, 

Let  truth  and  goodnefs,  prayer  and  praife 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


PARDON.  88. 

LXXXVIII.  S.M.  Dr.Watts's  Lyric  Poems, 

ConfeJJicn  and  Pardon,   i  John  i.  9.   Prov. 
xxviii.  13. 

1  "IVTY  borrows  like  a  flood, 
•*■*-■•   Impatient  of  teflraint, 

Into  thy  bofom,  O  my  God, 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  This  impious  heart  of  mine 
Could  once  defy  the  Lord, 

Could  rufh  with  violence  on  to  fin, 
In  prefence  of  thy  fword. 

3  How  often  have  I  flood 
A  rebel  to  the  fides, 

And  yet,  and  yet,  O  matchlefs  grace  ! 
Thy  thunder  filent  lies. 

4  O  fhall  I  never  feel 

The  meltings  of  thy  love  ? 

Am  I  of  fuch  hell-harden'd  fteel 

That  mercy  cannot  move  ? 

5  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 
Here  at  thy  crofs  I  lie  ; 

And  throw  my  flefh,  my  foul,  my  all, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 

6  "  Rife/'  fays  the  Saviour,  "  rife, 
"  Behold  my  wounded  veins  ; 

<c  Here  flows  a  facred  crimfon  flood, 
"  To  wafh  away  thy  ftains." 

7  See,   God  is  reconcil'd  ! 
Behold  his  fmiling  face  ! 

Let  joyful  cherubs  clap  their  wings 
And  found  aloud  his  grace. 


8g,  go.      SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

LXXXTX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Pardon  fpohen  £y  Christ,  Mat.  ix.  2; 

i   TV/f Y  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
XtJL  pr0nounce  the  words  of  peace  ! 
And  all  my  warmed  powers  mail  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  fmiles  call  me  thy  child, 

And  fpeak  my  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
The  accents  mild  mail  charm  mine  ear 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  mail  lead, 

The  darkeft  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  thefe  mortal  fhores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  hand,  which  fcatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  beftow. 

XC.     L.  M.     Stogdok. 
God  ready  to  forgive;  or,   Defpair  Jinful, 

1  TIT  HAT  mean  thefe  jealoufies  and  fears, 

*'*      As  if  the  Lord  was  loth  to  fave, 
Or  lov'd  to  fee  us  dt  ench'd  in  tears, 
And  fink  with  for  row  to  the  grave  ? 

2  Does  he  want  fiaves  to  grace  his  throne  ? 
Or  rules  he  by  an  iron  rod  ? 

Loves  he  the  deep  defpairing  groan  ? 
Is  he  a  tyrant,  or  a  God? 

3  Not  all  the  fins  which  we  have  wrought 
So  much  his  tender  bowels  grieve, 

As  this  unkind  injurious  thought, 
That  he's  unwilling  to  forg^re. 


ADOTTIOX.  91 

4  What  tho'  our  crimes  are  black  as  night, 
Or  glowing  like  the  crimfon  mom, 
ImmanueV^,  blood  will  make  them  white 
As  fnow  thro'  the  pure  cether  borne. 

5  Lord,  'tis  amazing  grace  we  own, 
And  well  may  rebel-worms  furprife, 
But  was  not  thy  incarnate  Son 

A  moil  amazing  facrifice  ? 

6  "  I've  found  a  ranfom,"  faith  the  Lord, 
M  No  humble  penitent  fliall  die  ;" 
Lord,  we  would  now  believe  thy  word, 
And  thy  unbounded  mercies  try  ! 

XCI.     8.  6.  8.     Ewell  Tune.     Cruttenden. 
Adoption,    1  John  iii.  1 — 3. 

1  f"    ET  others  boafl  their  ancient  line 
-^   In  long  fucceffion  great ; 

In  the  proud  lift  let  heroes  lhine, 

And  monarch's  fwell  the  ftate  ; 
Defcended  from  the  King  of  Kings, 
Each  faint  a  nobler  title  fings. 

2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  God,  thy  fon, 
Own  me  an  heir  divine  ; 

I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine  : 
Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rife, 
And  lofe  their  luftre  in  mine  eyes. 

3  Content,  obfcure  T  pafs  my  days, 
To  all  I  meet  unknown, 

And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  (halt  raife, 

And  feat  me  near  thy  throne  : 
No  name,  no  honors  here  I  crave, 
Well  pleas'd  with  thofe  beyond  the  grave. 
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92.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

4  Jefus,  my  elder  brother,  lives, 
With  him  I  too  (hall  reign  ; 

Nor  fin,  nor  death,  while  he  furvives, 

Shall  make  the  promife  vain  : 
In  him  my  title  ftands  fecure, 
And  (hall,  while  endlefs  years  endure. 

5  When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 
Shall  once  again  appear, 

Thou  too,  my  foul,  (halt  mine  in  light, 

And  his  full  image  bear  : 

Enough  ! 1  wait  th'  appointed  day, 

Blefs'd  Saviour,  haile,  and  come  away! 

XCII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Abba,  Father i  Gal.  iv.  6. 

1  QOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
*^  Allow  my  humble  claim  ; 

Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raife  its  head, 
Difdain  a  Father's  name. 

2  My  Father  God!  how  fweet  the  found ! 

How^tender,  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  heaven 
Could  fo  delight  the  car. 

3  Come,  facred  Spirit,  feal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  mew,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  mare  a  filial  part. 

4  Chcer'd  by  a  fignal  fo  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe  ; 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  fign  deceive. 


option.  93,  94, 

XCIII.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
True  Liberty  given  by  Christ,  John  riii.  36. 

1  TTAPvK!  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls 
■*■-■•   To  life  and  liberty  ; 

Tranfported  fall  before  his  feet, 
Who  makes  the  pnfoners  frcz. 

2  The  cruel  bonds  of  fin  he  breaks, 

And  breaks  old  fatan's  chain  ; 
Smiling  he  deals  thofe  pardons  round, 
Which  free  from  endlefs  pain. 

3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 

His  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 
We  lofe  the  terrors  of  the  (lave, 
And  Abbd)  Father,   cry. 

4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  ling  his  grace  ; 

The  finner's  friend  proclaim  ; 
And  call  on  all  around  to  feek 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

5  Walk  on  at  large,  till  you  attain 

Your  Father's  houfe  above  ; 
There  [hall  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
And  fing  immortal  love. 

XCIV.      7s.      Georgia  Tune.      Humphreys. 

The  Privileges  cf  the  Sons  of  God. 

i    T>  LESSED  are  the  fons  of  God, 
-*^   They  are  bought  with  Jefu's  blood, 
They  are  ranfom'd  from  the  grave, 
Life  eternal  they  fhall  have. 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Now  and  thro'  eternity  ! 


94-  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES* 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  fori, 
Long  before  the  world  begun  ; 
They  the  feal  of  this  receive 
When  on  Jefus  they  believe. 
•With  them,  &c. 

3  They  are  juftify'd  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  a  folid  peace  ; 

All  their  fins  are  walVd  away, 
They  fhall  (rand  in  God's  great  day. 
With  them,  &c. 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace 
In  the  works  of  righteoufnefs  ! 
Born  of  God,  they  hate  all  fin,. 
God's  pure  feed  remains  within. 
With  them,  &c. 

J  They  have  fellowfhip  with  God 
Thro'  the  Mediator's  blood  ; 
One  with  God,  thro'  Jefus  one, 
Glory  is  in  them  begun. 
With  them,  &c. 

6  Tho'  they  fuffer  much  on  earth, 
Strangers  to  the  worldlings  mirth, 
Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy, 
Pleafures  which  can  never  cloy, 
With  them,  &c. 

7  They  alone  are  truly  bled, 

Heirs  of  God,  joint  heirs  with  Chrlfl ;. 
They  with  love  and  peace  are  fill'd, 
They  are  by  his  Spirit  feal'd : 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Now  and  thro*  eternity  ! 


ADOPTION*  95, 

XCV.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Chrlfliatu  the  Sons  of  Gov,  John  i.  12.  I  John  ii;.  i, 

1  AJO'F  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

-^    Who  boait  the  honors  of  their  birth. 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 

As  thole  who  bear  the  Chriitian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n 

To  be  the  fons  and  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  iky. 

3  [On  them,  a  happy  chofen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richeft  grace  ; 
To  them  his  couhfels  he  imparts, 
And  ilamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  Their  infant-cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

Ke  clafps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care. J 

5  His  will  he  makes  '.hem  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whifpers  inftruclion  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds* 

6  When,  thro'  temptation  they  rebel, 
His  chaining  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then,  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  fooths  the  pain,  and  heals  the  fmart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  fupply, 
Their  (reps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  abov?> 


g6.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

8  If  I've  the  honor,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  num'rous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bedow, 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father  !  too. 

9  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 

WhiKr.  ?.!!  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likenefs  in  my  face. 

XCVI.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ,   i  John  i.  §* 

i        /~\  UR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
^^   And  Chnjl  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both  our  friendfhip  fhall  be  fweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  our  griefs  ; 
Ke  pardons  every  day  ; 

Almighty  to  protect  our  fouls, 
And  wife  to  guide  our  way. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
What  various  (tores  of  good 

Diffus'd  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ? 

4  Jtfm\  our  ^lxm%  head, 
We  blefs  thy  faithful  care  ; 

Our  advocate  before  the  throne, 

And  our  forerunner  there.  , 

5  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart ! 
Here  wait,  my  warmed:  love  ! 

'Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  fcenes  above. 


COMMUNION   WITH    GOD.    97,  98' 
XCVII.     L.  M.      BtDDOME. 

Defiring  Communion  rJOiih  God. 

£    "TVyTY  riling  foul,  with  ftrong  defires, 
■*■*-*•  To  perfect  happinefs  afpires, 
With  fteady  fleps  would  tread  the  road, 
That  leads  to  heaven,  that  leads  to  God> 

2  I  thirft  to  drink  unmingled  love, 
From  the  pure  fountain-head  above  : 
My  deareft  Lord,  I  long  to  be 
Empty'd  of  fin,  and  full  of  thee. 

3  For  thee  I  pant,  for  thee  I  burn, 
Art  thou  withdrawn  ?  again  return, 
Nor  let  me  be  the  fir  ft  to  fay, 

Thou  wilt  not  hear  when  finners  pray. 

XCVIIT.     C.  M.     Cowper. 

Walking  ivith  God,  Gen.  v.  24. 

t    r\   FOR  a  clofer  walk  with  God, 
^-'   A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  lhine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  I 

2  Where  is  the  bleffednefs  I  knew 

When  firft  T  faw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefhing  view 
Of  jfefus>  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  cnjoy'd  ! 

How  fweet  their  memory  ilill ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  meflenger  of  reft ! 
I  hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mourn 
And  diove  thee  frc  m  my  breaft. 


99-  SCRIPTURE   DOCTRINES. 

5  The  deareft  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worfliip  only  thee. 

6  So  fhall  my  walk  be  clofe  with  God, 

Calm  and  ferene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  fnall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Larnb. 

XCIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

0  that  I  knetu  where  I  might  fnd  him  ;  or,  Sins  and 
Sorrows  laid  before  God,  Job  xxiii.  3,  4. 

f   r\  THAT  I  knew  the  fecret  place, 
^-S   Where  I  might  find  my  God! 
I'd  fpread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arife, 

What  forrows  I  fuflain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wreftJe  with  my  Gcd ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 

He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  faints, 

The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diflrefs, 

And  banifh  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace. 
To  fpread  thy  forrows  there. 


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SANCT1FICATI0N.     IOO,    10!. 

C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

SanBtfcailon  and  Pardon. 

HERE  mall  we  finners  hide  our  heads, 
Can  rocks  or  mountains  fave  ? 
Or  (hall  we  wrap  us  in  the  (hades 
Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 

Is  there  no  fhelter  from  the  eye 

Of  a  revenging  God? 
Jefus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly, 

Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Thofe  guardian  drops  our  fouls  fecure, 
And  wa'h  away  our  fin  ; 

Eternal  juftice  frowns  no  more, 
And  confeience  fmiles  within. 

4  We  blefs  that  wond'rous  purple  dream 
That  cleanfes  every  (lain  ; 

Yet  are  our  fouls  but  half  redeem'd 
If  fin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 

Lardy  blaft  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 

That  curfed  throne  mu(l  fall  ; 
Ye  flattering  plagues,  that  work  our  death, 

Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 

CI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Abundant  Life  fy  Christ  our  Shepherd,  John  x.  io' 

i    TDRAISE  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name, 
-*■     Who  on  fo  kind  an  errand  came  ; 
Came,  that  by  him  his  flock  might  live, 
And  more  abundant  life  receive. 

Hail,  great  Immanuel  from  above, 
High  feared  on  thy  throne  of  love  ! 
O  pour  the  vital  torrent  down, 
Thy  people's  joy,  their  Lord's  renown. 
N 


102.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

3  Scarce  half  alive  we  figh  and  cry  ; 
Scarce  raife  to  thee  our  languid  eye ; 
Kind  Saviour,  let  our  dying  (rate 
Compaflion  in  thy  heart  create. 

4  The  Shepherd's  blood  the  flieep  mud  heal ; 
O  may  we  all  its  influence  feel ! 

'Till  inward  deep  experience  fhow, 
Chrijl  can  begin  a  heav'n  below. 


CII.     S.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Leper  healed;  or,  Sanclijicatioti  implored. 
Matt.  viii.  2,  3. 

"DEHOLD  the  lep'rous  Jew, 
■*-'  Opprefs'd  with  pain  and  grief, 
Pouring  his  tears  at  Jefu's  feet, 
For  pity  and  relief. 

"  O  fpeak  the  word,"  he  cries, 
"  And  heal  me  of  my  pain  : 
u  Lord,  thou  art  able,  if  thou  wilt, 
"  To  make  a  leper  clean." 

Companion  moves  his  heart, 
He  fpeaks  the  gracious  word  ; 
The  leper  feels  his  ftrength  return, 
And  all  his  ficknefs  cur'd. 

To  thee,  dear  Lord,   I  look, 
Sick  of  a  worfe  difeafe  : 
Sin  is  my  painful  malady, 
And  none  can  give  me  eafe. 

But  thy  almighty  grace 
Can  heal  my  lep'rous  foul  : 
O  bathe  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  that  will  make  me  whole. 


PERSEVERANCE.       IC3',   I04. 

CUI.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Security  ^/Xhrist'j-  Sheep^  John  x.  27 — 29. 

1VJ.  While  Jefus  Glence  breaks  ; 
No  angel's  harp  fuch  mufic  yields, 
As  what  my  Shepherd  fpeaks. 

2  "I  know  my  fheep,"  he  cries, 
M  My  foul  approves  them  well : 

u  Vain  is  the  treacherous  world's  difguife, 
"  And  vain  the  rage  of  hell. 

3  "I  freely  feed  them  now 
"  Wi:h  tokens  of  my  love, 

"  But  richer  paftures  I  prepare, 
"  And  fweeter  ltreams  above. 

4  M  Unnumber'd  years  of  blifs 
"  I  to  my  flieep  will  give  ; 

M  And,  while  my  throne  unmaken  (lands, 
"  Shall  all  my  chefen  live. 

5  •'  This  tried  almighty  hand 
"  Is  rais'd  for  their  defence  : 

"  Where  is  the  power  fhail  reach  them  there  ? 
"  Or  what  (hall  force  them  thence :" 

6  Enough,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Let  faith  triumphant  cry  ;  • 

My  heart  can  on  this  promife  live, 
Can  on  this  promife  die. 

CIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Noah  preferred  in  the  Ark^  and  the  Believer  in 
Christ,   i  Pet.  iii.  20,  2  i. 
1   ""THE  deluge  at  th'  Almighty's  call, 
■*■     In  what  impetuous  ftreams  it  fell  ! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  fv.'ept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 
N   2 


ICTj.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

2  In  vain  the  tailed  Tons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  clofe-purfuing  wave  ! 
Nor  could  their  mightieft  towers  defend, 
Ncr  fwiftnefs  'fcape,  nor  courage  fave. 

3  How  dire  the  wreck  !  how  loud  the  roar  ! 
How  fhrill  the  univerfal  cry 

Of  millions  in  the  laft  defpair. 
Re-echoed  from  the  lowering  iky  I 

4  Yet  Noah,  humble  happy  faint, 
Surrounded  with  the  chofen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  fecure  from  fear, 

And  fang  the  grace  that  fteer'd  him  thro*. 

5  So  I  may  fmg,  in  Jefus  fafe, 

While  ftorms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall, 
Confcious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  (hakes  this  earthly  ball. 

6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 
Nor  ever  quit  that  fure  retreat ; 

Then  the  wide  flood,  which  buries  earth? 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  feat. 

7  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  feen  ; 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  enlefs  life  to  all  their  fouls. 


CV.     C.  M.     F- 


Perfivcrance>  Pfalm  cxix.  1 1  7. 

|"   ORD,  haft  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways 
**~'   Conduct  me  in  thy  fear, 
And  grant  me  fuch  fupplies  of  grace, 
-  ay  perfevere. 


PERSEVERANCE.  Io6. 


Let  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 

Suftain  a  fteble  worm, 
I  fhall  efcape.  fecure  from  harm, 

Amid  the  dreadful  Itorm. 

Be  thou  my  all  fufheient  friend, 
'Till  ail  my  toils  mall  ceafe  ; 

Guard  me  thro'  life,  and  let  my  end 
Be  everlafting  peace. 


CVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Perftverancs  defred, 

1  JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 

**    Thou  haft  redeem'd  me  with  thy  blood 
By  ties  both  natural  and  divine, 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 

2  But  ah  !   mould  my  inconftant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me, 
For  fuch  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate, 
The  guilt,  the  fhame,  I  deprecate  : 
And  yet  fo  mighty  are  my  foes 

I  dare  net  truft  my  warmeft  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  deareft  Lord, 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
O  fteel  this  tim'rous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  {hall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  : 
So  mall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honors  of  the  Chriftian  name. 


I07.-        SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 
CV1I.     5.  6.      Toplady. 
The  Method  of  Salvation. 


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'HEE,   Father,  we  blefs, 
Whofe  didinguifhing  grace 
Selected  a  people  to  mew  forth  thy  praife  : 
Nor  is  thy  love  known 
By  election  alone  ; 
For,  O  !  thou  haft  added  the  gift  of  thy  fon. 

The  goodnefs  in  vain 

We  attempt  to  explain, 
Which  found  and  accepted  a  ranfom  for  men. 

Great  furety  of  thine, 

Thou  didft  not  decline 
To  concur  with  the  Father's  moll  gracious  defign. 

To  Jefus  our  friend 

Our  thanks  mail  afcend, 
Who  faves  to  the  utmofr,  and  loves  to  the  end. 

Our  ranfom  he  paid  ! 

In  his  merit  array'd 
We  attain  to  the  glory  for  which  we  were  made. 

Sweet  Spirit  of  grace, 

Thy  mercy  we  blefs 
For  thy  eminent  (hare  in  the  council  of  peace: 

Great  agent  divine, 

To  reftore  us  is  thine, 
And  caufe  us  afrefh  in  thy  likenefs  to  fnine. 

O  God,  'tis  thy  part 

To  convince  and  convert ; 
To  give  a  new  life,  and  create  a  new  heart : 

By  thy  prefence  and  grace 

We're  upheld  in  our  race, 
And  are  kept  in  thy  lcve  to  the  end  of  our  days. 


SALVATION.  IoS 

« 

6  Father  %  Spirit,  and  Son, 

Agree  thus  in  one, 
The  falvation  of  thofe  he  has  mark'd  for  his  own  : 
Let  us  too  agree 
To  glorify  Thee, 
Thou  ineffable  One,  thou  adorable  Three! 

CVIII.     8.  7.  4. 
Free  Salvation,   2  Tim.  i.  9. 

1  JESUS  is  our  great  falvation  ; 
•J  Worthy  of  our  be  ft  efteem  ! 
He  has  fav'd  his  favorite  nation; 

Join  to  fing  aloud  to  Him  : 
He  has  fav'd  us, 
Chr'tfl  alone  could  us  redeem. 

2  When  involv'd  in  fin  and  ruin, 

And  no  helper  there  was  found  ; 
Jefus  our  diftrefs  was  viewing  ; 

Grace  did  more  than  fin  abound : 
He  has  call'd  us, 
With  falvation  in  the  found. 

3  Save  us  from  a  mere  profeflion, 

Save  us  from  hypocrify; 
Give  us,  Lord,  the  fwect  pofTeihon 

Of  thy  righteoufnefs  and  thee  : 
Beft  of  favors, 
None  compar'd  with  this  can  be. 

4  Let  us  never,  Lord,  forget  thee  ! 

Make  us  walk  as  Pilgrims  here  : 
We  will  give  thee  all  the  glory 

Of  the  love  that  brought  us  near ; 
Bid  us  praife  thee, 
And  rejoice  with  holy  fear. 


109,   HO.    SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

5  Free  election,  known  by  calling, 
Is  a  privilege  divine  ; 
Saints  are  kept  from  final  falling, 
All  the  glory,  Lord)  be  thine, 
All  the  glory* 
All  the  glory,  Lord,  is  thine. 

CIX.     C.  M. 

Complete  Salvation, 
t   C  ALVATION  thro*  our  dying  God 
^   Is  finim'd  and  complete  ; 
He  paid  whate'er  his  people  ow'd, 
And  cancell'd  all  their  debt. 
2  Salvation  now  (hall  be  my  (lay, 
"  A  (inner  fav'd,"  I'll  cry  , 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
For  better  joys  on  high. 

CX.     1 1 .  8 .     Calne  Tune.     K . 

D'lflinguifhtng  Grace,  Jer.  xxxi.  3. 

1  TN  fongs  of  fublime  adoration  and  praife, 
A  Ye  pilgrims  for  Sion  who  prefs, 

Break  forth,  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of  Days, 
His  rich  and  diftinguifhing  grace. 

2  His  love  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 

Broke  forth  and  difcover'd  its  flame, 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindnefs  he  drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 
5  O  had  he  not  pitied  the  ftate  you  were  in, 
Your  bofoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt ; 
You  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  dy'd  too  in  fin, 
And  funk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 
\  What  was  in  you  that  could  merit  eiteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 
?Twas  *'  even  fo,  Father,"  you  ever  mud  fing, 
u.  Becaufe  it  feem'd  good  in  thy  fight." 


SALVATION.  I  [  I, 

5  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to  obey 
While  others  were  fufrer'd  to  go, 
The  road  which  by  nature  we  chofe  as  our  way, 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  woe. 

C  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name ; 
To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  fKU  to  found  forth  his  fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  fongs. 

CXI.     S.  M.     Mount  Ephraim  Tune. 

Salvation  by  Grace,  fromjirft  to  lajl,  Eph.  ii.  c. 

1  f^  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  found ! 
^r  Harmonious  to  the  ear ! 

Heaven  with  the  echo  mail  refound, 
And  all  the  earth  fhall  hear. 

2  Grace  firft  contrived  a  way 
To  fave  rebellious  man, 

And  all  the  fteps  that  grace  difplay, 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 

3  [Grace  firft:  infcruVd  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  : 

'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb;, 
Who  all  my  forrows  took.] 

f       Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  fupplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  preiling  on  to  God. 

5        [Grace  taught  my  foul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erilow  : 
'Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  cot  let  me  go.] 
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112.  SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES. 

6       Grace  all  the  work  fhall  crown, 
Thro'  everlaiHng  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmoft  ftone, 
And  well  deferves  the  praife. 

CXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 

God  glorious  and  Sinners  faved,  Ifaiah  xliv.  23. 

1  Tj^ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  dunes  I 
■*-     How  high  thy  wonders  rile  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns, 

By  thoufands  thro'  the  fides. 

2  [Part  of  thy  name  divinely  (lands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  {hew  the  labor  of  thine  hands, 
Or  imprefs  of  thy  feet.] 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  ftrange  defign 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
"Where  vengeance  and  companion  join, 
In  their  divined  forms  ; 

4.  Our  thoughts  are  loft  in  reverend  awe ; 
We  love  and  we  adore  ; 
The  firfl  arch-angel  never  faw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guefs 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  fhone, 
The  j ndice  or  the  grace. 

6  [When  flnners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 

The  dying  Son  atones  ; 
O,  the  dear  myileries  of  his  crofs  ! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans !] 


SALVATION.  11^, 

7  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  ImmanueV^  name, 
And  try  their  choifelt  llrains. 

8  O  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  fong  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  (hall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

CXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

0  Lord,  fay  unto  my  Soul,  I  am  thy  Sahalion9 
Pfalm  xxxv.  3. 

1  C  ALVATION  !  O  melodious  found 
^  To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 

And  leads  to  God  again. 

2  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 

From  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains  : 
Rais'd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs, 
Where  love  triumphant  reigns  ! 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  foul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Prefume  to  raife  a  trembling  eye 
To  blefTings  fo  divine  ? 

4  The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  blifs 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears  ; 
And  unbelief  almoft  perverts 
The  promife  into  tears. 

1 5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 
Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  : 
Speak  thy  falvation  to  my  foul, 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  praife. 
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I*-4»-t  15-    SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS, 

SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS  AND  PROMISES. 

CXIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

God  reafoning  with  Men,   Ifaiah  i.  1 8. 

i   "  pOME,  finners,"  faith  the  mighty  God, 
^-^   "  Heinous  as  all  your  crimes  have  been, 
C{  Lo  !   I  defcend  from  mine  abode, 
*'  To  reafon  with  the  fons  of  men. 

2  K  No  clouds  of  darknefs  veil  my  face, 
"  No  vengeful  lightnings  flam  around :. 
"  I  conie  with  terms  of  life  and  peace ; 

"  Where  fin  hath  reign'd,  let  grace  abound.5'* 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call, 
And  to  thy  gracious  fceptre  bow  ; 
O  make  our  crimfon  fins  like  wool,- 
Our  fcarlet  crimes  as  white  as  fnow. 

4  So  fhall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 
Thy  praifes  with  a  tuneful  voice, 
While,  humbly  proftrate  at  thy  feet, 
We  wonder,  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

CXV.     8.7.4.     Altered  by  Topladv. 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Christ,  Ifaiah  lv.  I« 

1  /""^OME,  ye  finners,  poor  and  wretched, 
^*  Weak  and  wounded,  fick  and  fore  ! 
jfefus  ready  ftands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power  : 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  :  Doubt  no  more  ! 

2  Come,  ye  thirfty,  come  and  welcome; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh— * 
Without  money, 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrt/I,  and  buy. 


SCRIPTURE   INVITATIONS,        I  I  5« 

3  Let  not  confcience  make  you  linger, 

Not  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the Jilncfs  he   requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 
This  he  gives  you  ; 
,rTis  his  Spirit's  rifing  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Loft  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall ! 
Tf  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all : 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  proftrate  in  the  garden  ; 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 

Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 
«  It  is  Fini/Jo\k" 
Sinner,  will  not  this  fuffice  ? 

6  Lo,  th'  incarnate  God,  afcended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  truit  intrude  ; 
None  but  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  miners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb: 
While  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners,  here  may  fing  the  fame, 


Il6.       SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS. 

CXVI.      C.  M.     Fawcett. 

Let  the  Wicked  forfake  his  Way,  Sec.  Ifaiah  lv.  7« 

1  O INNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
^  'Tis  mercy  fpeaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  you  by  his  fovereign  word, 
From  fin's  deftructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  fea  that  cannot  red, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thoufand  (lings  within  your  bread, 
Deprive  your  fouls  of  eafe. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  perfevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endlefs  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  defpair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  fin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  woe  ! 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  fliall  live, 

Thro'  his  abounding  grace  ; 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 

Of  thofe  that  feek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  fin  ; 
Submit  to  him  your  fovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

•7  His  love  exceeds  your  highefl  thoughts ; 
He  pardons  like  a  God ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Thro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 


SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS.     117,  II 8, 

CXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 
Weary  Souls  invited  to  Re/I,  Matt.  xi.  28. 

1  /^OME,  weary  fouls,  with  fins  didred, 
^-^  Come,  and  accept  the  promifed  reft  ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cad  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Opprefs'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load ; 

O  come,  and  fpread  your  woes  abroad ; 
Divine  compaffion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundlefs  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanfe  your  guilt  and  heal  your  wees  ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endlefs  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !   how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  blefs  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
And  fweetly  influence  every  bread, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  red. 

CXVIII.     As  the  £48th. 

Tet  there  is  room,  Luke  xiv.  2  2. 

c        'V'E  dying  fons  of  men, 

■*■     Immerg'd  in  fin  and  woe, 
The  gofpel's  voice  attend, 
While  Jffas  fends  to  you  : 
Ye  perifhing  and  guilty  corns, 
In  jefuf  arms  there  yet  is  room. 


II9.       SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS. 

.2       No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excufes  frame  : 

He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Tho'  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame: 
All  things  are  ready,  (inner,  come, 
For  every  trembling  foul  there's  room. 
3       Believe  the  heavenly  word 

His  meffenger's  proclaim ; 

He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name  : 
Backfliding  fouls,  return  and  come, 
Cart  off  defpair,  there  yet  is  room. 
4.       Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wand'ring  fheep  draw  near, 

Chrijl  calls  you  from  above, 

His  charming  accents  hear  ! 
Let  whofoever  will,  now  come  : 
In  mercy's  breaft  there  (till  is  room. 

CXIX.     7s.     Hotham  Tune. 

Compel  them  to  come  in,  Luke  xiv.  23. 

1  T  ORD,  how  large  thy  bounties  are, 
-*-1  Tender,  gracious  finner's  friend  ! 
What  a  feaft  doft  thou  prepare, 

And  what  invitations  fend  ! 
Now  fulfil  thy  great  defign, 

Who  didft  firft  the  mefiage  bring, 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline, 

Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

2  Rufhing  on  the  downward  road, 

Sinners  no  compulfion  need ; 
Glory  to  forfake,  and  God, 

See  they  run  with  rapid  fpeed  : 
Draw  them  back  by  love  divine, 

With  thy  grace  their  fpirits  win, 
Every  heart,  &c. 


SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS.      120. 

Thus  their  willing  fouls  compel, 

Thus  their  happy  minds  conftrain 
From  the  ways  of  death  and  hell, 

Home  to  GW,  and  grace  again  ; 
Stretch  that  conquering  arm  of  thine, 

Once  out-ftretch'd  to  bleed  for  fin  j 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline, 

Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 


CXX.     C.  M.     Steels. 

The  Saviour* s  Invitation,  John  rii.  37. 

HPHE  Saviour  calls — let  every  ear 
■*•     Attend  the  heavenly  found  ; 
Ye  doubting  f&aAs,  difmifs  your  fear, 
Hope  fmiles  reviving  round. 

For  every  thirfty  longing  heart, 

Here  dreams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  blifs  impart 

To  banifli  mortal  woe. 

Here  fprings  of  facred  pleafure  rife 

To  eafe  your  every  pain, 
(Immortal  fountain  !   full  fupplies  !) 

Nor  mail  you  thirft  in  vain. 

Ye  finners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice. 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys — 

And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts, 

To  thee  let  finners  fly  ; 
And  take  the  blifs  thy  love  imparts 

And  drink,  and  never  die. 
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141,122.    SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS 

CXXI.     8.  8.  6.     W . 

Whofoever  will,  let  him  cone,   Rev.  xxii.  1 7. 

1  V£  fcarlet-colour'd  finners,  come; 

■*-     Jefus  the  Lord  invites  you  home  ; 

O  whither  can  you  go  ? 
What !   are  your  crimes  of  crimfon  hue  ? 
His  prornife  is  for  ever  true, 
He'll  walli  you  white  as  fnow. 

2  Backfliding  fouls,  nll'd  with  your  ways, 
Whofe  weeping  nights,  and  wretched  days, 

In  bitternefs  are  fpent ! 
Return  to  jefus-,  he'll  reveal 
His  lovely  face,  and  fweetly  heal 

What  you  fo  much  lament. 

3  Tried  fouls  !   look  up — he  fays,  'tis  I — 
He  loves  you  ftill,  hut  means  to  try 

If  faith  will  bear  the  teft  ; 
The  Lord  has  giv'n  the  chiefefl  good, 
He  (hed  for  you  his  precious  blood  ; 

O  truft  in  him  for  the  reft  ! 

4  Ye  tender  fouls,  draw  hither  too, 
Ye  grateful,  highly  favor'd  few, 

Who  feel  the  debt  you  owe  ; — 
Prefs  on 5   the  Lord  hath  more  to  give  ; 
By  faith  upon  him  daily  live, 

And  you  fnall  find  it  fo. 

CXXII.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

Thefirjl  Promife,  Gen.  iii.  15. 

j£   ^TTHEN  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray'd, 
*  *      Adam  our  head  and  parent  fell ; 
Unknown  before,  a  pleafure  fpread 
Thro'  all  the  mazy  deeps  of  hell. 


AND  PROMISES.  12^ 

2  Infernal  powers  rejoie'd  to  fee 

The  new-made  world  deftroy'd,  undone  ; 
But  God  proclaims  his  great  decree, 
Pardon  and  mercy  thro'  his  Son. 

3  Serpent  accurs'd,  thy  fentence  read, 

"  Almighty  vengeance  thou  fnalt  feel : 
The  woman's  feed  mall  break  thy  head, 
Thy  malice  faintly  bruife  his  heel," 

4  Thus  God  declares,  and  Chr'tjl  defcends, 
AfTumes  a  mortal  form,  and  dies  ; 
Whilft  in  his  death,  death's  empire  ends, 
And  the  proud  conqueror  conquer'd  lies. 

5  Dying,  the  King  of  Glory  deals 
Ruin  to  all  his  numerous  foes  : 

His  power  the  prince  of  darknefs  feels, 
And  links  opprefs'd  beneath  his  woes. 

CXXIII.    L.  M,    Lebanon  Tune.    Fawcett. 

As  thy  Days,  fo  Jhall  thy  Strength  he,  Deut. 
xx:aii.  25. 

1  A  FFLICTED  faint,  to  Chrtfl  draw  near, 
■*■  *■  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  pro-mife  hear  j 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  lirength  mail  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  defpond  and  fay, 

"  How  fhall  I  Hand  the  trying  day  :" 

He  has  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  liiength  fhall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,   thy  foes  are  ftrong  ; 
And  if  the  conflict  fhould  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  wiil  make  the  tempter  flee  j 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  lhali  be.- 

P  2 


124.  SCRIPTURE  PROMISES. 

4  Should  perfecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trufr.  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  flialt  fee, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  ftrength  mail  be. 

5  When  calPd  to  bear  the  weighty  crofs, 
Or  fore  afflictions,  pain,  or  lofs, 

Or  deep  diftrefs,  or  poverty, 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  (trength  (hall  be. 

6  When  ghaflly  death  appears  in  view, 
Chr'ijl  's  prefence  mall  thy  fears  fubdue  ; 
He  comes  to  fet  thy  fpirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  {trength  fhali  be. 

CXXIV.     C.  M. 

Fear  not,  for  I  am  with  thee,  Ifaiah  xli.  io. 

i     A  ND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
•*-  \  To  diffipate  our  fear  ? 
Doft  thou  proclaim  thyfelf  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near  ? 

2  Dofl  thou  a  father's  bowels  feel 
For  all  thy  humble  faints  ? 
And  in  fuch  friendly  accents  fpeak 
To  footh  their  fad  complaints  ? 

5  Why  droop  our  hearts  ?   Why  flow  cur  eyes 
While  fuch  a  voice  we  hear  ? 
Why  rife  our  forrows  and  our  fears, 
While  fuch  a  friend  is  near  ? 

4  To  all  thine  other  favors  add 
A  heart  to  truft  thy  word ; 
And  death  itfeif  fnall  hear  us  fmg3 
While  refting  on  the  Lord, 


SCRIPTURE   PROMISES.     125,1260 

CXXV.     C.  M.     Needham. 
My  Grace  is  fujficient  for  thee,   2  Cor.  xii.  9. 

1  T7"  IND  are  the  words  that  Jefus  fpeaks 
"*    To  cheer  the  drooping  faint; 

u  My  grace  fufHcient  is  for  you, 
"  Tho'  nature's  powers  my  faint. 

2  "  My  grace  its  glories  (hail  difplay, 

V  And  make  your  griefs  remove  ; 

«*  Your  weaknefs  (hall  the  triumphs  tell 

"  Of  boundlefs  power  and  love." 

3  What  tho*  my  griefs  are  not  remov'd, 

Yet  why  mould  I  defpair  ? 
While  my  kind  Saviour's  arms  fupport, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  Jefus,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord, 

'Tis  good  to  truft  thy  name : 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulnefs  and  love 
Will  ever  be  the  fame. 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  thro'  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform  ; 
And  fmiling  triumph  in  thy  name, 
Amid  the  raging  ftorm. 

CXXVI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
My  God  Jhall  fupply  all  your  Need,  Phil.  iv.  19.  2C. 

1  "JV/TY  God,  how  cheerful  is  the  found ! 
Xt±  How  pleafant  to  repeat ! 

Weil  may  that  heart  with  pleafure  bound, 
Where  God  hath  fix'd  his  feat. 

2  What  want  (hall  not  our  God  fupply 

From  his  redundant  (lores  ? 
What  dreams  of  mercy  from  on  high 
An  arm  almighty  pours ! 


12J.  SCRIPTURE  PROMISE'S. 

3  From  Chrijl,  the  ever-living  fpring, 

Thefe  ample  blelfmgs  flow : 
Prepare,  my  lips,  his  name  to  ling, 
Whofe  heart  has  lov'd  us  fo. 

4  Now  to  our  Father  and  our  God, 

Be  endlefs  glory  given, 
Thro'  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode, 
And  thro'  the  higheft  heaven. 

CXXVII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Fear  nci,  it  is  your  Father's  good  Pleajjtre  to  give  y6U 
the  Kingdom,  Luke  xii.  32'. 

1  "Y'E  little  flock,  whom  Jefus  feeds, 

-*"     Difmifs  your  anxious  cares  ; 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  fouls, 
And  fmile  away  your  fears. 

2  Tho'  wolves  and  lions  prowl  around, 

His  flaff  is  your  defence  : 
'Midit  fands  and  rocks,  your  Shepherd's  voice 
Calls  dreams  and  paftures  thence. 

3  Your  Father  will  a  kingdom  give, 

And  give  it  with  delight ; 
His  feeblefi  child  his  love  mail  call 
To  triumph  in  his  fight. 

4  Ten  thoufand  praifes,  Lord,  we  bring 

For  fure  fupports  like  thefe : 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  ling 
Thy  living  promifes. 

5  For  all  we  hope,  and  they  enjoy, 

We  blefs  a  Saviour's  name ; 
Nor  mail  that  flroke  difturb  the  fongr 
Which  breaks  this  mortal  frame. 


SCRIPTURE  PROMISES.              12$. 
CXXVIII.      us.     Broughton  Tune.      K . 


Exceeding  great  and  precious  Prcmifes,  2  Pet.  i.  4. 

1  TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  faints  of  the  Lord, 
■*■-*■  Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  \ 
What  more  can  he.  fay  than  to  you  he  hath  faid  ? 
You,  who  unto  jfefus  for  refuge  have  fled. 

2  In  every  condition,  in  ficknefs,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  fea, 

"  As  thy  days  may  demand,  mail  thy  ftrength  ever 
"be. 

3  "  Fear  rot,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  difmay'd, 
"  I,  T  am  thy  God  and  will  frill  give  thee  aid ; 

"  I'll  ftrengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  caufe  thee  to 

"  (land, 
"  Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
"  The  rivers  of  v/oe  ihall  not  thee  overflow  ; 

"  For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  blefs, 
"  And  fanclify  to  thee,  thy  deeped  diftrefs. 

5  "  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  fhall  lie, 
"  My  grace  ali-fufficient  (hall  be  thy  fupply; 
"  The  flame  (hall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  deiign 
"  Thy  drofs  to  confume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  mall  prove 
"  My  fovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love. 

"  And  when  hoary  hairs  (hall  their  temples  adorn, 
"  Like  lambs  they  (hall  ftill  in  my  bofom  be  borne. 

7  "  The  foul  that  on  Jefus  hath  lean'd  for  repofe, 
*'  /  will  ndty  I  will  not  defert  to  his  foes  ; 

*'  That  foul,  tho*  all  hell  mould  endeavour  to  fhake, 
"  I' It  never,   no  never,   no  never  forfake  *." 

*  Agreeable  to  Dr,  Doccri.Jge's  TranHation  ef  Heb.  :ciii.  5. 


12Q,  THE  INCARNATION 

CHRIST. 

CXXIX.     CM.     Medley. 

The  Incarnation  of  Ch rist,  Luke  ii.  1^. 

t  TV/TO  RTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
■*■***•  And  chaunt  the  folemn  lay ; 
Joy»  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th*  aufpicious  day. 

z  In  heaven  the  rapturous  fong  began, 
A  nd  fweet  feraphic  fire 
Thro'  all  the  mining  regions  ran, 
And  fining  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  thro*  the  vaft  expanfe  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  fong,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  (ley 

Th*  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  [Wrapt  in  the  filence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  eaftern  world, 
When  burfting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 
The  wondrous  fcene  unfurPd.] 

$  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  ftiout, 
And  glory  leads  the  fong : 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th*  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 


OF   CHRIST.  130- 

7  [O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  fongs  to  raife; 

Sweetly  to  bear  our  fouls  above, 

And  mingle  with  their  lays!] 

8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
"  Good- will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
"  jfefus  was  b°rn  to  die." 

9  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  mould  fail, 
Thy  praife  fhall  never  end. 

CXXX.     7s.     J.  C.  W. 

The  Song  of  the  Angels. 

1  TTARK,  the  herald  angels  fing, 
•■"*»<  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ; 
"  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

"  God  and  finners  reconciled." 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rife, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  fides ; 

Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  r. 
Hail  the  Sun  of  JLighteoufnefs  ! 

3  [Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 

Born,  that  men  no  more  might  die ; 
Born,  to  raife  the  fons  of  earth, 
Born,  to  give  them  fecond  birth.] 

Come,  defire  of  nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rife,  the  woman's  promis'd  feed5 
Bruife  in  us  the  ferpent's  head. 

CL 


!j?7  THE   INC  Alt  NAT!  61* 

5  Glory  to  the  new-born  King, 
Let  us  all  the  anthem  ling, 
*'  Peace  on  earth,  ,and  mercy  mild, 
"  God  and  Tinners  reconcil'd !" 


CXXXL     C.  M.     Steele. 

The  Incarnation,  John  i.  14. 

i     A  WAKE,  awake  the  facred  fong 
-*■  ■*-  To  our  incarnate  Lord; 
Let  every  heart,  and  every  tongue 
Adore  the  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  word,  that  fovereign  power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  ; 
(O  happy  morn  !   illuftrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  flefh  array'd ! 

3  Then  fhone  almighty  power  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 

When  jcfus  left  his  throne  above 

To  dwell  with  finful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  fkies ; 
And  funk  to  wretchednefs  and  woe, 
That  worthlefs  man  might  rife. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  fongs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day ; 
With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worfhip  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 

With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  fing  as  angels  do, 
Our  highefr  praife  were  poor. 


OF   CHRIST.  IJ2. 

!XXXIL     8.  7.  4.     Lewes  Tune.     Robinson-, 

Praifc  to  the  Redeemer. 

MIGHTY  God,  while  angels  blefs  thee, 
May  an  infant  Iifp  thy  name  \ 
Lord  of  men  as  weli  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah.  Amen. 

Lorcl>  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  Days  ! 
Sounded  thro'  the  wide  creation 

Be  thy  juft  and  lawful  praife  :  Hal, 

For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, 

Grand  beyond  a  feraph's  thought, 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  (kill  and  kindnefs  wrought.      Hal. 

For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Thro'  thine  empire's  wide  domain  ; 

Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  fparrow, 

BiefTed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal. 

But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  thro'  brightnefs  all  along ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expreflion, 

Who  dare  ling  that  awfal  fong  ?  Hal. 

6  Brightnefs  of  the  Father's  glory, 
Shall  thy  praife  unutter'd  lie  ? 

Fly,  my  tongue,  fuch  guilty  filence  ! 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die.  Hal. 

7  Did  archangels  fing  thy  coming  ? 
Did  the  fhepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 

Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refufe  to  praife.  Hal. 

CL2 


133'  I34*        THE  LIpE  and 

8  From  the  higheft  throne  in  glory, 

To  the  crofs  of  deepeft:  woe ; 
All  to  ranfom  guilty  captives, 

Flow  my  praife,  for  ever  flow.  Hal. 

9  Go  return,  immortal  Saviour, 

Leave  thy  footftool,  take  thy  throne  ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  for  ever, 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

CXXXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  condcfcending  Grace  of  Christ,   Matt.  xx.  28* 

1  C  AVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love, 
*^   How  fweet  thy  gracious  name  ! 
With  joy  that  errand  we  review, 

On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  While  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 

Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 

Charm'd  with  the  honor  to  obey 

Their  great  eternal  King  ; 

3  For  us,  mean,  wretched,  finful  men, 

Thou  laid'ft  that  glory  by  ; 
Firft  in  our  mortal  flefh  to  ferve, 
Then  in  that  flefh  to  die. 

4  Bought  with  thy  fervice  and  thy  blood, 

We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote 
To  thee  our  death  refign. 

CXXXIV.     C.  M. 

The  Redeemer's  Mejfage,  Luke  iv.  18,   19. 

J    TTARK,  the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes, 
•"•-*■  The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  fong. 


MINISTRY   OF   CHRIST.  135, 

2  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  facred  fire  ; 
Wifdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  bread  infpire. 

3  He  comes  the  prifoners  to  releafe, 

In  fatan's  bondage  held, 
The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  burfl, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickeft  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes  opprefs'd  with  night, 
To  pour  ceieftial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treafures  of  his  grace, 
T*  inrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  ho/annas.  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  (hall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

CXXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Transfiguration,  Matt.  xvii.  4. 

1  YX7"HEN  at  this  diftance,  Lord,  we  trace 

*  *      The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  tranfport  pours  o'er  all  our  breafr, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  reft ! 

2  With  thee  in  the  obfcureft  cell 

On  fome  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell, 
Rather  than  pompous  courts  behold, 
And  fhare  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 


136.  THE  SUFFERINGS   AND 

3  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortal  joy  1 
Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ ; 
I  fee  the  King  of  Glory  (hine  ; 
And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine, 

4  On  Tabor,  thus  his  fervants  vievv'd 
His  luftre,  when  transform'd  he  ftood ; 
And,  bidding  earthly  fcenes  farewell, 
Cried,  "  Lord,  'tis  pleafant  here  to  dwell." 

5  Yet  flill  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  vifions  long  to  rife  ; 
That  grand  affembly  would  we  join, 
Where  all  thy  faints  around  thee  mine. 

6  That  mount  how  bright !  thofe  forms  how  fair  ! 
'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there  : 

Come,  death*  dear  envoy  of  my  God, 
And  bear  me  to  that  blefr.  abode. 


CXXXVI.    L.  M.   Whitefield's  Collection. 
Behold  the  Man,  John  xix.  5. 

3    "Y'E  that  pafs  by,  behold  the  man, 

*     The  man  of  grief  condemn'd  for  you, 
The  Lamb  of  God  for  finners  flain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  purfue. 

2  His  facred  limbs  they  ftretch,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  fallen  to  the  wood — 
His  facred  limbs — expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

3  See  there  !  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorns, 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide, 

His  dreaming  feet  tranfix'd  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gufiiing  from  his  fide. 


DEATH   OF   CHRIST.  iyj, 

4  Thou  dear,  thou  fuffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  finners  move  ! 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love  ! 

5  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
Convuls'd,  when  her  Creator  died  ; 
O  may  our  inmofr  nature  fhake, 
And  bow  with  Jefus  crucified  ! 

6  At  thy  laft  gafp,  the  graves  difplay'd 
Their  horrors  to  the  upper  flcies  ; 

O  that  cur  fouls  might  burft  the  made, 
And  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arife  ! 

7  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 
And  tremble,  and  afunder  part ; 

O  rend,  with  thy  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart. 

CXXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

A  dying  Saviour* . 

i    OTRETCH'D  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  dies, 
*^   Hark !  his  expiring  groans  arife  ! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  fide, 
Runs  down  the  facred  crimfon  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  found, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  ftream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  fave  and  cleanfe  his  rebel  foes ! 

3  To  fuffer  in  the  traitor's  place, 
To  die  for  man,  furprifmg  grace  ! 
Yet  pafs  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 


•  See  Hymn  on  Redemrtidc,  and  the  Lord's  S: 


ipper 


I38.  THE   SUFFERINGS   AND 

4  And  didft  thou  bleed,  for  flnners  bleed  ? 
And  could  the  fun  behold  the  deed? 
No,  he  withdrew  his  fickening  ray, 

'     And  darknefs  veil'd  the  morning  day. 

5  Can  I  furvey  this  fcene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Infenfible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

6  Come,  deareft  Lord.,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  ftupid  heart; 
'Till  all  its  powers  and  paflions  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

CXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett, 

The  Attraftion  of  the  Crofst  John  xii.  32. 

1  VONDER— amazing  fight!— I  fee 

*     Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  the  accurfed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head : 
The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  fky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud  ; 
And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
"  This  is  the  Son  of  God.1* 

4  So  great,  fo  vafl:  a  facrifice 

May  well  my  hope  revive  : 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  (Inner  fare  may  live. 


D2ATH  OF  CHRIST,  139. 

5  O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divine, 
Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee ! 
Thou  haft  my  heart,  it  (hall  be  thine — 
Thine  it  mall  ever  be ! 

CXXXIX.     L.  M. 

The  dying  Love  of  Christ,  conftraining  to  thankful 
Devotion,  2  Cor.  v.  14,  15. 

1  G  EE,  Lord,  thy  willing  fubjefb  bow, 
^  Adoring  row  before  thy  throne  : 
Accept  our  humble,  cheerful  vow, 
Thou  art  our  fovereign,  thou  alone. 

2  Beneath  thy  foul-reviving  ray, 
E'en  cold  affliction's  wintry  gloom 
Shall  brighten  into  vernal  day, 
And  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom. 

3  Smile  on  our  fouls  and  bid  us  ling, 
In  concert  with  the  choir  above, 
The  glories  of  our  Saviour  King, 
The  condefcenfions  of  his  love. 

4  Amazing  love  !  that  ftoop'd  fo  low, 
To  view  with  pity's  melting  eye 
Vile  men,  deferving  endlefs  woe  i 
Amazing  love  ! — did  Jefus  die? 

5  He  died,  to  raife  to  life  and  joy 
The  vile,  the  guilty,  the  undone  ; 
O  let  his  praife  each  hour  employ, 
'Till  hours  no  more  their  circles  run  ! 

6  He  died ! — ye  feraphs,  tune  your  fongs, 
Refound,  refound  the  Saviour's  name  : 
For  nought  below  immortal  tongues 
Can  ever  reach  the  wondrous  theme. 


140.  THE  RESURRECTION" 

CXL.      148th.      Refurreclion  Tune. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Refur  reel  ion  of  Christ,   Luke  xxiv.  34. 

1  "Y"ES,  the  Redeemer  rofe  ; 

•*■     The  Saviour  left  the  dead  ; 
And  o'er  our  hellifli  foes 
High  rais'd  his  conquering  head  : 

In  wild  difmay 

The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 

And  (ink  away. 

2  Lo  !   the  angelic  bands 
In  full  affembly  meet, 

To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worfhip  at  his  feet : 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 

To  Jefus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 
Hark!   as  thsy  foar  on  high, 
What  mufic  fills  the  air  ! 

Their  anthems  fay, 
"  J  ejus  who  bled 
"  Hath  left  the  dead ; 
"  He  rofe  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  found, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  fend  the  echo  round 

The  Globe  on  which  you  dwell : 
Tranfported  cry, 
"  Jejus  who  bled 
"  Hath  left  the  dead 
"  No  more  to  die." 


OF  CHRIST.  r.tl 

5    All  hail,   triumphant  Lord, 
Who  fav'ft  us  with  thy  blood'! 
Wide  be  thy  nair,e  ador'd, 
Thou  rifmg,  reigning  God! 

With  thee  v/e  rife, 

With  thee  we  reign. 

And  empires  gain 

Beyond  the  floes. 

CXLI.     7s. 

The  RefurreB'ion^    I  Cor.  xv.  $6. 

1  /^HRIST,  the  Lord,  is  rifen  to-day, 
^   Sons  of  men,  and  angels  fay, 
Raife  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won  : 
Lo  !   the  fun's  eclipfe  is  o'er, 

Lo  !  he  fets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  flone,  the  watch,  the  feal, 
Chr'ijl  hath  burft  the  gates  of  hell : 
Death  in  vain  borbids  his  rife, 
Chr'tjl  hath  opened  paradife. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King, 

"  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  fling  V* 

Once  he  dy'd  otfr  fouls  to  fave ; 

"  Where's  thy  victory,  boafting  grave  ?" 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Chrtfl  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  head, 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rife, 
Ours  the  crofs,  the  grave,  the  fki«s. 

6  What  tho'  once  we  perifh'd  all, 
Partner's  of  our  parents'  fall ; 
Second  life  let  us  receive, 

La  our  heavenly  Adam  live; 

V,   a  f 


/ 

142.        THE  RESURRECTION  ANI* 

7  Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  ! 
Praife  to  thee  by  both  be  given  ! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail  i  the  rcfurrtclion — thou. 


CXLII.     7s.     Hart's  Tune. 

The  Rcfnrreftion  and  Afcenfion, 

1  A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
•*•*■  Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 
See  !   be  rifes  fiom  the  tomb, 

Glowing  with  immortal  bloom.  Hallelujah. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  angels,  raife 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praife  ; 
JLet  the  earth's  remotert  bound 

Hear  the  joy-infpiring  found.  Hal. 

3  Now,  ye  faints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  fee  him  rife, 

In  long  triumph  up  the  iky, 

Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.  Hal. 

4  Heaven  difplays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  hero,  through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  Glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

Thy  great  Father's,  and  thy  own.  Hal. 

5  Praife  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praife,  and  fweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  fong, 

Let  the  drains  be  fweet  and  ftrong.  Hal; 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  fwell, 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ! 

Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  fting  1  -  Hal. 


ASCENSION   OF   CHRIST.     143,   144, 

CXLIII.     L.  M. 

Christ'^  RefurreHion  a  Pledge  of  ours, 

1  TT7"HEN  I  the  holy  grave  furvey, 

*  *     Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie  ; 
I  fee  fulfill'd  what  prophets  fay, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  (hall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  trud  his  name 
Shall  rife,  and  draw  immortal  breath  I 

3  [Our  Surety  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whefe  offences  he  was  feiz'd  : 
In  his  releafe  our  own  we  fee, 

And  ihout  to  view  Jehovah  pleas'd.  J 

4  Jefus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unfeals  his  eyes  to  fteep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives  their  caufe  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

5  Thy  rifen  Lord,  my  foul,  behold  ; 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  malt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

6  Tho'  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,   thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  fle!h  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  Jofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

CXLIV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Comfort  to  fitch  ivho  feek  a  rifen  Jesus, 
Matt,  xxviii.  5,  6. 
1   VE  humble  fouls,  that  feek  the  Lordt 
**•     Chafe  all  your  fears  away : 
And  bow  with  pleaiure  down  to  fee 
The  place  where  Jefus  lay. 


145*       TK£   RESURRECTION  AND 

2  Thus  low,  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do ; 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bofom  lay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for  you. 

3  A  -moment  give  a  loofe  to  grief, 

Let  grateful  forrows  rife  ; 
And  wafh  the  bloody  flains  away, 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  fongs. 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 

5  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  difhonor'd  head  ; 
And  thro*  unnumber'd  years  he  reigns,. 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

6  With  joy  like  his  fhall  every  faint 

His  empty  tomb  furvey  ; 
Then  rife,  with  his  afcending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endlefs  day. 

CXLV.     L.  M.     Chefhunt  New  Tune. 
Wesley's  Collection. 

Christ'.?  Afccnfwn^  Pfalm  xxiv.  7. 

1  ^~\UR  Lord  is  rifen  from  the  dead, 
^^    Our  Jefvs  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  fky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits 
And  angels  chant  the  folemn  lay ; 

"  Lift  up  yonr  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 
•*  Ye  everlafling  doors  give  way  !" 


ASCENSION   OF   CHRIST.  I46. 

2   Lonfe  all  vour  bars  of  mafTy  light, 

A  fid  wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene  ; 

He  claims  thofe  manfions  as  his  right, 

Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 
4.  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  V 

The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  fin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 

And  Jefus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !   his  triumphant  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  folemn  lay, 

M  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates! 
"  Ye  everlafting  doors  give  way  !" 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  of  boundlefs  power  pofTefc, 
The  King  of  faints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blelt ! 

CXLVI.     148th.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Jesus  feen  of  Angels,  l  Tim.  iii.  16. 

1  f^\  YE  immortal  throng 

^-^   Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  fong 
To  make  the  Saviour  known  s 

On  earth  ye  knew 

His  wondrous  grace, 

His  beauteous  face 

In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  faw  the  heaven -born  child 
In  human  flefh  array'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
While  in  the  manger  laid ; 

And  praife  to  Goth 
And  peace  on  earth, 
For  fuch  a  birth, 
Proclaim'd  aloud. 


•I  46".  THE  ASCENSION  AND 

3  Ye  in  the  wildernefs 
Beheld  the  tempter  fpoil'd, 
Well  known  in  every  drefs, 
In  every  combat  foil'd  ; 

And  joy'd  to  crown 
The  victor's  head, 
When  fatan  fled 
Before  his  frown. 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  prefs'd  with  ftrong  defire, 
That  wondrous  fight  to  fee, 
The  Lord  of  life  expire  ; 
And,  could  your  eyes 
Have  known  a  tear, 
Had  dropp'd  it  there 
In  fad  furprife. 

5  Around  his  facred  tomb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep  ; 
Till  the  bleft  moment  com* 
To  roufe  him  from  his  deep  ; 

Then  rolPd  the  (lone, 
And  all  ador'd 
Your  rifing  Lord, 
With  joy  unknown. 

d       When  all  array'd  in  light 
The  mining  conqueror  rode, 
Ye  haiPd  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God ; 

And  wav'd  around 

Your  golden  wings, 

And  {truck  your  firings, 

Of  fweeteft  found. 


EXALTATION   OF   CHRIST.  147, 

7  The  warbling  notes  purfue, 
And  louder  anthems  raifc  ; 
While  mortals  fing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praife : 

And  thou,  my  heart, 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the  fame, 

Perform  thy  part. 

CXLVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 
The  exalted  Saviour. 

1  "VfOW  let  us  raife  our  cheerful  (trains, 
-*-^    And  join  the  blifsful  choir  above  ; 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  there  they  fing  his  wondrous  love. 

2  While  feraphs  tune  th'  immortal  fong, 
O  may  we  feel  the  facred  flame  ; 
And  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name  ! 

3  Jefus,  who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expir'd  ; 

Who  dy'd  for  rebels — yes,  'tis  he  ! 
How  bright !  how  lovely  !  how  admir'd  I 

4  Jefus,  who  dy'd  that  we  might  live, 
Dy'd  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place  ;-— 
O  what  returns  can  mortals  give, 

For  fuch.  immeafurable  grace  ? 
$  Were  univerfai  nature  ours, 

And  art  with  all  their  boafted  More  ; 

Nature  and  art  with  all  their  powers, 

Would  fHH  confefs  the  offerer  poor  ! 
6  Yet  tho'  for  bounty  fo  divine  ! 

We  ne'er  can  equal  honors  raife, 

Jefusy  may  all  cur  hearts  be  thine, 

And  all  our  torques  proclaim  thy  praife  ! 
S 


145.  THE  EXALTATION  AND 

CXLVIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Miscell: 

The  Humiliation  y  Exaltation,  and  Triumphs  o/*Christ, 
Phil.  ii.  8,  9.  Col.  ii.  15. 

1  THHE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 

-*-    That  brighteft  monument  of  praife 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  defign'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  laboring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  foul,  the  heavenly  fong, 
A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  : 
When  Gabriel  founds  thefe  awful  thtng?2 
He  tunes  and  fummons  all  his  firings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love. 
J'fus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 

4  He  that  diftributes  crowns  and  thrones 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans : 
The  Prince  of  life  religns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  fee  the  wonders  of  his  power, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And,  while  by  fatan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dafli'd  the  rifing  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus  were  the  hods  of  death  fubdu'd, 
And  fin  was  drown'd  in  Jefu's  blood : 
Then  he  arofe,  and  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  finners  by  his  love. 

7  Who  (hall  fulfil  this  boundlefs  fong  ? 
The  theme  furmounts  an  angel's  tongue; 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  defpairs  I 


KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST.  149, 

CXLIX.     148th.     Greenwich  New  Tune. 
The  Kingdom  of  Ch&ist,  Phil.  iv.  4. 


"H  EJOICE,  the  x. 
-*-^-  Your  God  and 


Lord  is  Kin; 
id  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  ling, 
And  iriumph  evermore ! 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 

When  he  had  purg'd  our  (tains, 

He  took  his  feat  above  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  J  ejus  given : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

He  all  his  foes  (hall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  fins  deftroy; 

And  every  bofom  fwell 

With  pure  feraphic  joy  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  faints,  rejoice. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jefus  the  judge  mail  come, 

And  take  his  fervants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  foon  mail  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  fhall  found  rejoice. 


A 


150.    .  THE  FULNESS  AND 

CL.     104th.     Fawcett. 

"The  Fulnefs  of  Christ,  John  i.  16.  Col.  L  19. 

FULNESS  refides 
In  Jefus  our  head, 
And  ever  ab"  !es 

To  anfwer  our  need  ; 
The  Father's  good  pleafure 

Has  laid  up  in  flore, 
A  plentiful  treafure 

To  give  to  the  poor. 
Whate'er  be  our  wants, 

We  need  not  to  fear  \ 
Our  numerous  complaints 

His  mercy  will  hear  : 
His  fulnefs  mail  yield  us 

Abundant  fupplies ; 
His  power  mall  fhield  us 

When  dangers  arife. 
The  fountain  o'erflows 

Our  woes  to  redrefs, 
Still  more  he  beftows, 

And  grace  upon  grace  : 
His  gifts  in  abundance 

We  daily  receive ; 
He  has  a  redundance 

For  all  that  believe. 
Whatever  diftrefs 

Awaits  us  below, 
Such  plentiful  grace 

Will  Jefus  beftow, 
As  ftill  mail  fupport  us, 

And  filence  our  fear ; 
For  nothing  can  hurt  us. 

While  Jffus  is  near, 


RICHES  OF  CHRIST.  151 

When  troubles  attend, 

Or  danger  or  ftrife, 
His  love  will  defend 

And  guard  us  thro'  life: 
And  when  we  are  fainting, 

And  ready  to  die, 
Whatever  is  wanting, 

His  hand  will  fupply. 

CLI.     8s.     New  Jerufalem  Tune. 

The  unfe  arch  able  Riches  of  Christ,  Eph.  iii.  8. 

TTOW  (hall  I  my  Saviour  fet  forth  > 
•*■  ^    How  fhall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
O  how  fhall  I  fpeak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 
His  angels  can  never  exprefs, 
Nor  faints  who  fit  neareft  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treafures  of  grace  :-— 
No  !   this  is  a  myftery  unknown. 

In  him  all  the  fulnefs  of  God 
For  ever  tranfcendantly  mines  ; 
Tho'  once  like  a  mortal  he  flood 
To  finifh  his  gracious  defigns  : 
Tho'  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  crofs, 
Vile  rebels  like  me  to  fet  free, 
His  glory  fafiained  no  lofs, 
Eternal  his  kingdom  mall  be. 

His  wifdom,  his  love,  and  his  power, 
Seem'd  then  with  each  other  to  vie, 
When  finnsrs  he  ftcop'd  to  reftore, 
Poor  flnners  condemned  to  die  ! 
He  laid  all  his  grandeur  afide, 
And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay  : 
Poor  finners  he  jov'd,  till  he  dy'd 
To  wafh  their  pollutions  away. 


152.  THE  INTERCESSION 

4  O  finners,  believe  and  adore, 
This  Saviour  fo  rich  to  redeem ! 
No  creature  can  ever  explore 
The  treafures  of  goodnefs  in  him  : 
Come,  all  ye  who  fee  yourfelves  loft, 
And  feel  yourfelves  burden'd  with  fin, 
Draw  near  while  with  terror  you're  tofs'd  ; 
Believe,  and  your  peace  fhall  begin. 

5  Now,  finners,  attend  to  his  call, 

•*  Whofo  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear," 

He  promifes  mercy  to  all 

Who  feel  their  fad  wants,  far  and  near : 

He  riches  has  ever  in  (tore, 

And  treafures  that  never  can  wade  : 

Here's  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea  and  more, 

Here's  glory  eternal  at  laft. 


CLII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

The  Intercejfion  of  Christ,  Heb.  vii.  25, 

HE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
(What  joy  the  bleft  afTurance  gives  ! ) 
And  now  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  juftice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  fmiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

Hence  then,  ye  black  defpairing  thoughtSi 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults 
His  powerful  interceffions  rife 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 


OF  CHRIST.  I  53, 

4.  In  every  dark  diftrefsful  hour, 

When  fin  and  fatan  join  their  power  ; 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jefus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  advocate,  almighty  friend-^ 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  : 
Our  caufe  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jefus  pleads,  and  mud  prevail. 

CLIII.     C.  M.     Toplady. 

Christ'*  Inter cejfton  prevalent,  John  xvii.  24. 

1  A  WAKE,  fweet  gratitude,  and  fing 
•*-  *•   TV  afcended  Saviour's  love  ; 
Sing  how  he  lives  to  carry  on 

His  people's  caufe  above. 

2  With  cries  and  tears  he  ofTer'd  up 

His  humbled  fuit  below  ; 
But  with  authority  he  alks, 
Enthron'd  in  glory  now. 

3  For  ail  that  come  to  God  by  him, 

Salvation  he  demands ; 
Points  to  their  names  upon  his  breaf;. 
And  fpreads  his  wounded  hands. 

4.  His  fweet  atoning  facriflce 

Gives  fanclion  to  his  claim  : 

"  Father,  I  will  that  all  my  faints 

"  Be  with  me  where  I  am  : 

5   "  By  their  falvation,  recompenfe 
"  The  forrows  I  endur'd  ; 
"  Juft  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
"  And  faithful  to  thy  word." 


I54«  THE  INTERCESSION 

6  Eternal  life,  at  his  requeft, 

To  every  faint  is  given  : 
Safety  below,  and,  after  death, 
The  plenitude  of  heaven. 

7  [Founded  on  right,  thy  prayer  avails, 

The  Father  fmiles  on  thee ; 
And  now  thou  in  thy  kingdom  art, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

8  Let  the  much  incenfe  of  thy  prayer 

In  my  behalf  afcend  ; 
A  nd  as  its  virtue,  fo  my  praife, 
Shall  never  never  end.  j 

CLIV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Intercejfion  typified  by  Aaron's  Breaji-platet 
Exodus  xxviii.  29. 

I    TwfOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  furvey 
-^    Our  great  high  Prie(t  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 
And  fympathetic  love. 

Z  Tho'  rais'd  to  a  fuperior  throne, 
Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  mining  train 
With  matchlefs  honors  crown'd  ; 

3  The  names  of  all  his  faints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  (hall  the  meaneft  Chriitian  fay 
That  he  hath  loll  his  part. 

4  Thofe  characters  mall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlafting  trull, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 
Are  moulder'd  down  to  dia'c. 


OF  CHRIST.  I55. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  breaft 
May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  facred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endlefs  ages  borne  ! 

CLV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge, 

Christ' s  Admonition  to  Peter  under  approaching*! 'rials , 
and  Intercejfwn  for  him,  Luke  xxii.  31,  32. 

1  TTOW  keen  the  tempters  malice  is ! 
-*-  ■*■   How  artful,  and  how  great ! 
Tho'  not  one  grain  (hall  be  deftroy'd, 

Yet  will  he  lift  the  wheat. 

2  But  God  can  all  his  power  control, 

And  gather  in  his  chain  ; 
And,  where  he  feems  to  triumph  moll:, 
The  captive  foul  regain. 

3  There  is  a  Shepherd  kind  and  ftrong, 

Still  watchful  for  his  fheep  ; 
Nor  (hall  th'  infernal  lion  rend, 
Whom  he  vouchfafes  to  keep. 

\  Bleit  Jefvs,  intercede  for  us, 
That  we  may  fall  no  more  ; 
O  raife  us  when  we  proftrate  lie, 
And  comfort  loft  reltore. 

5  Thy  fecret  energy  impart, 

That  faith  may  never  fail ; 
But,  'midft  whole  mowers  of  fiery  darts, 
That  temper'd  fhield  prevail. 

6  Secur'd  ourfelves  by  grace  divine, 

We'll  guard  our  brethren  too ; 
And,  taught  their  frailty  by  our  own, 
Our  care  of  them  renew. 


S$6.         CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 


CHARACTERS  AND  REPRESENTATIONS  OF 
LIST'. 


CLVL    L.  M. 
Adyocate,   i  John  ii.  r. 

1  "ITTHERE  is  my  God?  does  he  retire 

^*      Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  fighs  ? 
Are  thefe  v/eak  breathings  of  defire, 
Too  languid  to  afcend  the  flues  ? 

2  No,  Lord,  the  breathings  of  defire, 
The  weak  petition,  iffincere, 

Is  not  forbidden  to  afpire, 
But  reaches  thy  all-gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
See  where  the  great  Redeemer  ftands, 
The  glorious  advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incenfe  in  his  hands. 

a.  He  fweetens  every  humble  groan, 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone, 
Whofe  power  and  love  forbid  defpair. 

5  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lord, 
With  ftronger  faith  to  call  thee  mine ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blifsful  word, 
My  Father,  God,  with  joy  divine. 

*  Thefe  characters  of  Chrifl  follow  one  another  Alphabe- 
tically. Others  which  it  was  neceffary  to  place  undef 
diiferert  head?,  may  be  found  in  the  Index. 


CHARACTERS   OF   CHRIST.     157,  158, 

CLVII.     L.  M.     General  Baptifl;  Collection. 

Brazen  Serpent,  Numb.  xxi.  8,  9. 

"J  Y7"HEN  Ifrael's  grieving  tribes  complain'd, 

*  *     With  fiery  ferpent's  greatly  pain'd, 
A  ferpent  (Irait  the  prophet  made 
Of  molten  brafs,  to  view  difplay'd. 

Around  the  fainting  crowds  attend, 
To  heaven  their  mournful  fighs  afcend ; 
They  hope,  they  look,  while  from  the  pole 
Defcends  a  power  that  makes  them  whole. 

But,  O,  what  healing  to  the  heart 
Doth  our  Redeemer's  crofs  impart ! 
What  life,  by  faith,  our  fouls  receive  i 
What  pleafures  do  his  forrows  give  ! 

Still  may  I  view  the  Saviour's  crofs, 
And  other  objects  count  but  lofs  ; 
Here  dill  be  iix'd  my  featied  eyes, 
Enraptur'd  with  his  facrifice  ! 

Jefus  the  Saviour  !  balmy  name  ! 

Thy  worth  my  tongue  would  now  proclaim  ; 

By  thy  atonement  fet  mc  free, 

My  life,  my  hope  is  all  from  thee. 

CLVIII.     L.  M.     Fawcett. 

Bread  of  Life,  John  vi.  35,  48. 

TTjEPRAVED  minds  on  allies  feed, 
•*-'    Nor  love,  nor  feek  for  heavenly  breads 
They  chufe  the  hulks  which  fwine  do  eat, 
Or  meanly  crave  the  ferpent's  meat. 

Jefus,  thou  art  the  living  bread, 
By  which  our  needy  fouls  are  fed  : 
In  thee  alone  thy  children  find 
Enough  to  fill  the  empty  mind. 
^  T    1 


559-        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST* 

3  Without  this  bread,  I  frarve  and  die  j 
No  other  can  my  need  fupply  : 

But  this  will  fuit  my  wretched  cafe, 
Abroad,  at  home,  in  every  place. 

4  'Tis  this  relieves  the  hungry  poor, 
Who  afk  for  bread  at  mercy's  door, 
This  living  food  defcends  from  heaven, 
As  manna  to  the  Jews  was  giv'n. 

5  This  precious  food  my  heart  revives, 
What  ftrength,  what  nourifhment  it  gives1. 
O  let  me  evermore  be  fed 

With  this  divine  celeftial  bread  ! 

CLIX.     L.  M.     Fawcett. 

Bridegroom  and  Husband;  or,  the  Marriage 
between  Christ  and  the  SouL 

1  TESUS,  the  heavenly  lover,  gave 

**    His  life  my  wretched  foul  to  fave  ; 
RefolvM  to  make  his  mercy  known, 
He  kindly  claims  me  for  his  own. 

2  Rebellious,  I  againft  him  flrove 
'Till  melted  and  conftrain'd  by  love  ; 
With  fin  and  felf  I  freely  part, 

The  heavenly  bridegroom  wins  my  heart* 

3  My  guilt,  my  wretchednefs  he  knows, 
Yet  takes  and  owns  me  for  his  fpoufe ; 
My  debts  he  pays,  and  fets  me  free, 
And  makes  his  riches  o'er  to  me. 

4  My  filthy  rags  are  laid  afide, 

He  clothes  mt  as  becomes  his  bride ; 
Himfelf  bellows  my  wedding-drefs, 
The  robe  of  Derfecl  rishteonfnefs. 


CHARACTERS   OF   CHRIST.  1 6o, 

5  Loft  in  aftoniftiment,   I  fee, 
Jefus,  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me  ; 
With  angels  I  thy  grace  adore, 

And  long  to  love  and  praife  thee  more. 

6  Since  thou  wilt  take  me  for  thy  bride, 

0  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  fide  ; 

1  fain  would  rive  thee  all  my  heart, 
Nor  ever  from  my  Lord  depart. 

CLX.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

Bright  and  Morning  Star,  Rev.  xxii.  16. 

1  "Y"E  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  fo  near 

-*•     The  Saviour's  throne  of  mining  blifs^ 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint,  and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

2  We  fing  the  bright  and  morning-ftar 
[Jefusy  the  fpring  of  light  and  love  j) 
See  how  its  rays  diffus'd  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above. 

3  Its  cheering  beams,  fpread  wide  abroad, 
Point  out  the  puzzled  Chriftian's  way  -y 
Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  the  road 
Enlighten'd  with  a  conftant  day. 

4  [Thus  when  the  eaflern  Magi  brought 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  ftar  appears, 
Directs  them  to  the  babe  they  fought, 

And  guides  their  fieps,  and  calms  their  fears.] 

5  When  fhall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place, 
Where  this  bright  (tar  will  brighteft  fhine  j 
Leave  far  behind  thefe  fcenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  luflre  fo  divine  ? 


l6l.       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 


CLXI.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Chief  among  Ten  Thousand;  or,  the  Excellenciet 
of  Christ,  Cant.  v.  10 — 16. 

1  Y  I  70  Ghrijl,  the  LorJ,  let  every  tongue 

*■     Its  nobleft  tribute  bring  : 
When  he's  the  fubject  of  the  for.g, 
Who  can  refufe  to  fing? 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  on  his  glories  dwell ; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

3  MajePiic  fweetnefs  fits  enthron'd 

Upon  his  awful  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'dj 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  fons  of  men  : 
Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

5  He  faw  me  plung'd  in  deep  dillrefs, 

He  fled  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  fhameful  ciofs, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

6  His  hand  a  thoufand  blefiings  pours 

Upon  my  guilty  head  : 
His  prefence  gilds  my  darkeft  hours, 
And  guards  my  fieeping  bed. 

*j  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  faves  me  from  the  grave. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    162,  l6j, 

8  To  heaven  the  place  of  his  abode 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ! 
Shews  me  the  glories  of  my  GW» 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive, 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thoufand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  mould  all  be  thine. 

CLXII.     8.  7.  Madan's  Collection. 
Consolation  of  Israel,  Luke  ii.  25. 

1  POME,  thou  long  expected  Jcfust 
^    Born  to  fet  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  fins  releafe  us, 

Let  us  find  our  reft  in  thee  : 
IfraePs  ftrength  and  confolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  faints  thou  art ; 
Dear  defire  of  every  nation, 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  child  and  yet  a  King  ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring  : 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-fufficient  merit, 

Raife  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

CLXIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Corner-Stone,  1  Pet.  ii.  6.  Ifa.  xxviii.  16,  17 

I   "II"   ORD,  doll  thou  fnew  a  corner-ftone 
"■"^  For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 
That  the  fair  edifice  may  rife 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  fides  ? 


164.       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

2  We  own  the  work  of  foverelgn  love, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  the  hopes  mall  move, 
Which  fix'd  on  this  foundation  ftand, 
Laid  by  thine  own  almighty  hand. 

3  Thy  people  long  this  ftone  have  tried, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  defy'd  ; 
Floods  of  temptation  beat  in  vain  ; 
Well  doth  this  rock  the  houfe  fuftain. 

4  When  ftorms  of  wrath  around  prevail, 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  fire,  and  hail, 
'Tis  here  our  trembling  fouls  mail  hide, 
And  here  fecurely  they  abide  : 

5  While  they  that  fcorn  this  precious  (lone, 
Fond  of  fome  quickfand  of  their  own, 
Borne  down  by  weighty  vengeance  die, 
And  buried  deep  in  ruin  lie. 

CLXIV.     C.  M. 
Desire  of  all  Nations,  Hag.  ii.  7.  Cant.  i.  3, 

1   jNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
J-  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace  ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  mine 
With  never-fading  rays. 

z  Sinners  from  earth's  remotefl  end 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  afcend, 
In  thee  their  wifhes  meet. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  fried, 
Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetly  the  facred  odors  fpread 
Thro'  all  Immanuel's  ground. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     165,  1 66* 

4  Millions  of  happy  fpirits  live 

On  thy  exhautrlefs  (tore ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  blifs  receive, 
And  ftill  thou  giveft  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy : 

They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Thro*  all  eternity. 

CLXV.     CM.     StamfordTune.     Dodtjeudge. 
The  Door,  John  x.  9.  Hofea  ii.  15. 

1  A  WAKE,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  his  name, 
•*■  *•  Whofe  mercies  never  fail ; 

Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
In  Achor*^  gloomy  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  difplay'd, 

The  buildings  ftrong  and  fair  ; 
Within  are  paftures  frefh  and  green, 
And  living  ltreams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  foul,  with  cheerful  hade, 

For  J  ejus  is  the  door  ; 
Nor  fear  the  ferpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lien's  roar. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 

And  Jews  and  Gentiles  come, 
All  traveling  thro'  one  beauteous  gate 
To  one  eternal  home  ! 

CLXVI.     L.  M.     Steels. 

Our  Example,  John  xiii.  15. 

*     A  ND  is  the  gofpel  peace  and  love  ? 
•^  *•   Such  let  our  converfation  be  : 
The  ferpent  blended  with  the  Dove, 
Wifdom  and  meek  fimplicity. 


167.        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  patlions  rife, 

And  tempt,  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  ft  rife, 
To  jtfis  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  chriltian  life  ! 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
Row  mild  !   how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  tl.ro'  his  life,  divinely  bright  ! 

5  Difpeniing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
O,  if  we  lcve  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

6  But  ah  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail !   how  apt  to  turn  afide  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 
And  aik  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
Make  us  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

CLXVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Forerunner  and  Foundation  of  our  Hep:, 
Heb.  vi.  19,  20. 


1  TESUS  the  Lord,  our  fouls  adore, 
^  A  painful  fufferer  now  no  more  ; 
High  on  'lis  Father's  throne  he  reigns 

to  to 

O'er  earth,  and  heaven's  extenfive  plains. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

2  His  race  for  ever  is  complete  : 
For  ever  undilturb'd  his  feat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him 
.And  fing  his  well  gain'd  victory. 

3  Yet,  'midft  the  honors  of  his  throe:, 
He  joys  not  for  himfelf  alone  ; 

His  meaneft.  icrvants  fnare  their  part, 
Share  in  that  royal  tender  heart. 

4.  Raife,  raife,  my  foul,  thy  rartar'd  fight, 
With  facred  wonder  and  delight  ; 
Jefus  thy  own  forerunner  fee 
Enter'd  beyond  the  veil  for  thee. 

5  Loud  let  the  howling  temped  yell, 
And  foaming  waves  to  mountains  fwell, 
No  ihipwreck  can  my  vefiel  fear, 
Since  hope  hath  fix'd  its  anchor  hers. 

CLXVJIL     A3  the  104th.     Hart. 
Fountain  opened  for 

1  HTHE  fountain  of  Cbrtft, 

-*-     Lord,  help  us  to  fing, 
The  blood  of  our  Priefr, 

Our  crucify'd  King  ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanfes 

From  fin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  difpenfes 

Salvation  and  health. 

2  This  fountain  fo  dear 

He'll  freely  impart; 
When  piere'd  by  the  fpear, 

It  flow'd  from  his  heart, 
With  blood  and  with  water, 

The  firjft  to  atone, 

U   2 


l68.       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST* 

To  cleanfe  us  the  latter ; 
The  fountain's  but  one. 

3        This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  foon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure  $ 
Eat  if  guilt  removed, 

Return  and  remain, 
Its  power  may  be  proved 

Again  and  again. 

^       This  fountain  unfeal'd 

Stands  open  for  all 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd, 

The  great  and  the  fmall : 
Here's  ftrength  for  the  weakly 

That  hither  are  led  ; 
Here's  health  for  the  fickly, 

And  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain  tho'  rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear, 
The  poorer  the  wretch 

The  weicomer  here  : 
Come  needy,  and  guilty, 

Come  loathfome,  and  bare  ; 
Tho'  lep'rous  and  filthy, 

Come  juft  as  you  are. 

6  This  fountain  in  vain 

Has  never  been  try'd, 
It  takes  out  all  ftain 

Whenever  apply'd  : 
The  fountain  flows  fweetly 

With  virtue  divine, 
To  cleanfe  fouls  completely, 

Tho'  len'rcus  as  mine. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.    169,  170* 

CLXIX.     C.  M.     Cowper. 
Praifefor  the  Fountain  opened. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immatiuel's  veins  ; 
And  finners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lofe  all  their  guilty  (kins. 

I  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  fee 
That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
O  may  I  there,  tho'  vile  as  he, 
Warn  all  my  fins  away ! 

J  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lofe  its  power, 
'Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  God 
Be  fav'd  to  fin  no  more. 

4.  E'er  fince,  by  faith,  I  faw  the  dream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  fupply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  mail  be  'till  I  die. 

5  But  when  this  lifping,  ftammering  tongue 
Lies  filent  in  the  grave, 
Then  in  a  nobler,  fweeter  fong 
I'll  ling  thy  power  to  fave. 

CLXX.     L.  M.     Newton, 

Friend. 

J   T)OOR,  weak,  and  worthlefs  tho'  I  am, 
■*•     I  have  a  rich  almighty  friend  ; 
jfefus  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ranfom'd  me  from  hell  with  blood, 
And  by  his  power  my  foes  controll'd ; 
He  found  me  wandering  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chofen  foid. 


I7I.  CHA  HACTERS  OF   CHRIST. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  want  fupplies, 
And  fays  that  I  mall  fhortiy  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  fldes, 

0  !   what  a  friend  is  Chr'tjl  to  me  ! 

PAUSE. 
Is  this  thy  Klndnefs  to  thy  Friend,  2  Sam.  xvL  1 7 

4  But  ah  !    my  in  mod:  fpirit  mourns, 
And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  fwim, 
To  think  of  my  perverfe  returns  ; 

I've  been  a  fakhlefs  friend  to  him. 

5  Often  my  gracious  friend  I  grieve, 
Neglect,  diftruft,  and  difobey, 
And  often  fatan's  lies  believe, 
Sooner  than  all  my  friend  can  fay. 

6  [He  bids  me  always  freely  come, 
And  promifes  whatever  I  afk  : 

But  I  am  ftraiten'd,  cold,  and  dumb, 
And  count  my  privilege  a  talk. 

7  Before  the  world  that  hates  his  caufe, 

My  treach'rous  heart  has  throbb'd  with  fhamej 
Loth  to  forego  the  world's  applaufe, 

1  hardly  dare  avow  his  name.] 

8  Sure  were  not  I  mofl  vile  and  bafe, 
I  could  not  thus  my  friend  requite  ! 
And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace, 
He'd  frown  and  fpurn  me  from  his  fight. 

CLXXI.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

Gift  of  God,  John  iii.  16.     2  Cor.  ix.  15. 

S    TESUS  my  love,  my  chief  delight, 
J    For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray  j 
Amid  the  fhadows  of  the  night, 
Amid  the  bufmefs  of  the  day. 


CHARACTERS   OF   CHRIST.  173, 

2  When  {hall  I  fee  thy  fmiling  face, 
That  face  which  I  have  often  feen ; 
Arife,  thou  Sun  of  Righteoufncfs, 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 
To  finners  weary  and  diiTreft; 
The  firfi:  of  all  his  gifts  beftow'd, 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  reft. 

4  Could  I  but  fay  this  gift  is  mine, 
I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet ; 
No  more  at  poverty  repine, 

Nor  envy  the  rich  finaer's  flate. 

5  The  precious  jewel  I  would  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 
At  home,  abroad,  awake,  afleep, 
It  never  (hould  from  thence  depart ! 


CLXXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridgi 
Head  of  (he  Church,  Eph.  iv.  15,  16, 

JESUS,  I  flag  thymatchlefs  grace, 
That  calls  a  worm  thy  own  ; 
Gives  me  among  thy  faints  a  place 
To  make  thy  glories  known. 

Allied  to  thee  our  vital  head, 
We  acl,  and  grow,  and  thrive  : 

From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
When  moft  he  feems  alive. 

Thy  faints  on  earth,  and  thofe  above, 

Here  join  in  fvveet  accord  : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 

And  thou,  our  common  Lord, 


173*        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 

4  O  may  my  faith  each  hour  derive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight ; 
While  death  and  hell  in  vain  {hall  ftrivc 
This  bond  to  difunite. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  prefent 

Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Nor  fhall  a  wrinkle  or  a  fpot 
Its  beauteous  form  difgrace. 

CLXXIII.     C.  M.     Liverpool  Tunc. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 

Jesus — precious  to  them  that  believe,  I  Pet.  ii»  J, 

i    TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
**    'Tis  mufic  to  my  ear  j 
Fain  would  T  found  it  out  fo  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  foul, 

My  tranfport  and  my  truft  ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  fordid  duft. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wife 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  fo  dear, 
Nor  friendfhip  half  fo  fweet. 

4  Thy  grace  mall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  ihed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblefr.  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  fpeak  the  honors  of  thy  name* 

With  my  lad:  labouring  breath  ; 
And  dying  clafp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.     174,   175, 

CLXXIV.     7s.     Turin  Tune. 
Tmmanuel,  Matt.  i.  23.      1  Tim.  iii.  16. 

GOD  with  us!  O  glorious  name  ! 
Let  it  fhine  in  endlefs  fame  : 
God  and  man  in  Chr'ijl  unite, 
O  myfterious  depth  and  height! 

God  with  us!  amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above ; 
Now,  ye  faints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  fong  with  holy  fire. 

God  with  us!  but  tainted  not 
With  the  firft  tranfgrefibr's  blot ; 
Yet  did  he  our  fins  fuftain, 
Bear  the  guilt,  the  curfe,  the  pain. 

\God  with  us!  O  blifsful  theme  ! 
Let  the  impious  not  blafpheme, 
Jefus  (hall  in  judgment  fit, 
Dooming  rebels  to  the  pit.] 

God  with  us!  O  wondrous  grace  S 
Let  us  fee  him  face  to  face, 
That  we  may  Immanuel  fing, 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

CLXXV.     C.  M.     Steele. 

King  of  Saints. 

POME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
^^   And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  fovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 

How  bright  thofe  glories  mine. 
X 


I76.       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundlefs  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays  ; 
You  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praife  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  gloiies  of  our  King  ; 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wim  like  them  to  fing. 

5  And  (hall  we  long  and  wim  in  vain  ; 

Lor  J,  teach  our  fongs  to  rife  i 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  drain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  fides. 

6  O  happy  period  !   glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  mail  raife, 
With  all  their  powers  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praife. 


CLXXVI.  CM.  Miles's  Lane  Tune.  W- 
Crown  him* 


1  T>  ACKSLTDERS,  who  your  mifery  feel, 
•LJ  Attend  your  Saviour's  call ; 

Retain,  he'll  your  backflidings  heal; 
O  ctown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Though  crimfon  fin  increafe  your  guilt, 

And  painful  is  your  thrall ; 
For  broken  hearts  his  blood  was  fpilt ; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Take  with  you  words,  approach  his  throne* 

And  lew  before  him  fall ; 
lie  understands  the  fpirit's  groan; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


CHARACTERS   OF  CHRIST.  r 

4.  Whoever  comes  he'll  not  caft  out, 
Altho'  your  faith  be  fmall ; 
His  faithful nef3  you  cannot  doubt  ; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

CLXXVIL     C.  M.     Miles's  Line  Tune. 

T/'f  fpirliual  Coronation ,  Can;,  lii.  Ft. 
Angels. 

1  A  LL-hail  the  power  of  Jefu*$  name  ! 
■*  ■*-  Let  angels  proflrate  fall  : 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Martyrs. 

2  [Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God. 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  flem  of  JefTe's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

Converted  Jews. 

3  [Ye  chofen  feed  of  Ifrael's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  fmall  ; 
Hail  him  who  faves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

Believing  Gentiles. 

4  Ye  Gentile  finners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go — fpread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Sinners  of  every  age. 

5  [Babes,  men,  and  fires,  who  know  his  love? 

Who  feel  your  fin  and  thrall  ; 
Now  joy  with  all  the  hofta  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 
X   2 


J7$.         CHARACTERS   OF  CHRIST, 

Sinners  of  every  nation. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terreftrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majefty  afcribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Ourfelves. 

7  O  that,  with  yonder  facred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
W:-:'ll  join  the  everlajling  fong, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


CLXXVIII.   112th.  UffculmTune.  C.Wesley. 

Kinsman,  Ruth  iii.  4.  9. 

1  YESUS,  we  claim  thee  for  our  own; 
•*    Our  kinfman  near  allied  in  blood, 
Flefh  of  our  flefh,  bone  of  our  bone, 

The  Son  of  man,  the  Son  of  God; 
And  lo,  we  lay  us  at  thy  feet, 
Our  fentence  from  thy  mouth  to  meet. 

2  Partaker  of  my  flefh  below, 

To  thee,   O  Jefus,   I  apply  ; 
Thou  wilt  thy  poor  relations  know, 

Thou  never  can  ft  thyfelf  deny, 
Exclude  me  from  thy  guardian  care, 
Or  flight  a  finful  beggar's  prayer. 

3  Thee,   Saviour,  at  my  gresteft  need, 

I  truft  my  faithful  friend  to  prove  ; 
Now  o'er  thy  meaneft  fervant  fpread 

The  fkirt  of  thy  redeeming  love  : 
Under  thy  wings  of  mercy  take, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  merit's  fake» 


CHARACTERS   OF   CHRIST.  179, 

Had  thou  not  undertook  my  caufe, 

Lord  over  all,  to  worms  allied  ? 
Anfwer  nie  from  that  bleeding  crofs, 

Demand  thy  dearly-ranfom'd  bride  ; 
And  let  my  foul,  betroth'd  to  thee, 
Thine  wholly,  thine  for  ever  be  ! 


CLXXIX.     L.  M.     Fawcstt, 

Lamb  of  God,  &c.  John  i.  29. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  fin-atoning  Lamh, 

■*-*   With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  ; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  fhame, 
See  him  defcending  from  above. 

2  Our  fins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load  j 
Our  ranfom-price  he  fully  paid, 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  fweat  and  blood, 

3  To  fave  a  guilty  world,  he  dies  ; 
Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  thro'  him  abound ; 
He  can  the  richeft  bleffings  give  ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, 

He  bids  the  dying  finner  live. 

5  Jefus  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee ; 
Where  elfe  can  helplefs  finners  go  ? 
Thy  boundlefs  love  (hall  fet  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchednefs  and  woe. 


l8o,  l8l.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST* 

CLXXX.     S.  M.    J.  C  W. 

Leader. 

i       HTHOU  very  Pafchal  Lamb, 

-*-    Whofe  blood  for  us  was  (lied, 
Thro5  whom  we  out  of  Egypt  came  ; 
Thy  ranfom'd  people  lead. 

2  Angel  of  gofpel-grace  ! 
Fulfil  thy  character, 

To  guard  and  feed  the  chofen  race, 
In  Ifrael's  camp  appear. 

3  Throughout  the  defert-way 
Conduct  us  by  thy  light, 

Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 

4  Our  fainting  fouls  Main 
With  bleflings  from  above, 

And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 
The  manna  of  thy  love. 

CLXXXI.     L.  M.     Steele. 

Life  of  the  Soul,  John  xiv.  19. 

g   "\T7HEN  fins  and  fears  prevailing  rife, 
™  *     And  fainting  hope  almoft  expires ; 
Jtfur,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  foul's  defires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord? 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thy  everlafting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  fky  ? 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  life  is  fure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Here,  let  me  build,  and  reft  fecure. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.       182. 

4.  Here,  let  my  faith  unmaken  dwell, 

Immovable  the  promife  Hands  ; 

Not  all  the  powers  of  earth,  or  hell, 

Can  e'er  diftolve  the  facred  bands. 
5  Here,  O  my  foul,  thy  trult  repofe  ; 

If  Jefus  is  for  ever  mine, 

Nor  death  itfelf,  that  laft:  of  foes, 

Shall  break  a  union  fo  divine. 

CLXXXII.     8.  7.     CarliileTune. 
Light,  Ifaiah  ix.  2. 

1  IT    IGHT  of  thofe  whofe  dreary  dwelling 
■*-*   Borders  on  the  fhades  of  death, 
Come  I   and  thy  dear  felf  revealing, 

Diilipate  the  clouds  beneath  : 
The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deeped  darknefs  rife  ! 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes  ! 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart ; 
Chafing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifeit  the  favor 

Thou  haft  for  the  ranfom'd  race  : 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gofpel-grace. 

3  Save  us  in  thy  great  companion, 

O  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  falvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  fins. 
By  thine  all-fufncient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  foul  releafe  ; 
By  the  influence  of  thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 


183,  184.    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

CLXXXIIT.     7s.     W— . 
Melchizedek<z  Type  of  Christ,  Gen.  xiv.  18,  19. 

1  T7"  ING  of  Salem,  blefs  my  foul ! 
•**"   Make  a  wounded  iinner  whole  ! 
King  of  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 
Let  not  thy  fweet  vifits  ceafe  ! 

2  Come  !   refrefh  this  foul  of  mine 
With  thy  facred  bread  and  wine  ! 
All  thy  lovejto  me  unfold, 
Half  of  which  can  not  be  told. 

3  Hail  Melchizedek  divine  ! 

Thou  great  High -Pried  fhalt  be  mine; 
All  my  powers  before  thee  fall, 
Take  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all ! 

CLXXXIV.     C.  M. 

Messenger  of  the  Covenant,  Mai.  Hi.  I. 

1    YES  US,  cornmiffion'd  from  above, 
**    Defcends  to  men  below, 
And  mews  from  whence  the  fprings  of  love, 
In  endlefs  currents  flow. 

t  He,  whom  the  boundlefs  heaven  adores, 
Whom  angels  long  to  fee  ; 
Quitted  with  joy  thole  blifsful  fhores, 
AmbafTador  to  me! 

3  To  me  a  worm,  a  finful  clod, 
A  rebel  all  forlorn  ; 
A  foe,  a  traitor  to  my  God, 
And,  of  a  traitor  born  ; 

4.  To  me,  who  never  fought  his  grace, 
Who  mock'd  his  facred  word  ; 
Who  never  knew,  or  lov'd  his  face, 
And  ail  his  will  abhorr'd  ; 


CHARACTERS   OF   CHRIST.  iS'* 

5  To  me,  who  could  not  even  praifc, 

When  his  kind  heart  I  knew; 
But  fought  a  thoufand  devious  ways, 
Rather  than  keep  the  true  ; 

6  Yet  this  redeeming  angel  came, 

So  vile  a  worm  to  blefs  ; 
He  took,  with  gladnefs  all  my  blame, 
And  gave  his  righteoufnefs. 

O!   that  my  languid  heart  might  glow, 

With  ardor  all  divine ; 
And  for  more  love  than  feraphs  know, 

Like  burning  feraphs  fhine  ! 


CLXXXV.     L.  M.     Needha<m. 
Messiah,  Gen.  xlix.  10.  Dan.  be  26.  Hag.  ii.  9. 

/**  LORY  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
^*    Who  dwells  in  light,  whofe  name  is  I01 
Ye  faints  and  angels,  if  ye  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

O  what  can  more  his  love  commend 
His  dear,  his  only  Son  to  fend  ! 
That  man,  condemn'd  to  die,   might  live. 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive  ! 

3  Meffiah's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  prophets  long  foretold  : 
Judah,  thy  royal  fceptre's  broke, 
And  time  (till  proves  what  Jacob  fpoke. 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  expir'd, 
The  time  prophetic  feals  requir'd  ; 
Cut  oft  for  fins,  but  not  his  own, 
Thyprir.ce  M  05  ..  did  -tone. 


1 86.        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

5  Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon, 
Is  by  the  latter  far  out-ftione  : 

It  wanted  not  thy  glittering  (lore, 
Meffiah's  prefence  grac'd  it  more. 

6  We  fee  the  prophecies  fulfill'd 

In  Jefus,  that  mod  wondrous  child : 
His  birth,  Lis  life,  his  death  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 

7  jfefus,  thy  gofpel  firmly  ftands 

A  bleiling  to  thefe  favor'd  lands : 
No  infidel  mail  be  our  dread, 
Since  thou  art  rifen  from  the  dead. 

CLXXXVI.     7.  6.  8.     Clark's  Tune. 
C.  Wesley. 

Passover,  Exod.  xii.  7.     1  Cor.  v.  7,  & 

1   /"^HRXST,  cur  paffover,  is  (lain, 
^-^  To  fet  his  people  free, 
Free  from  fin's  Egyptian  chain, 

And  Pharaoh's  tyranny. 

Lord,  that  we  may  now  depart, 

And  truly  ferve  our  pardoning  God, 

Sprinkle  every  houfe  and  heart 

With  thine  atoning  blood. 

z  Let  the  angel  of  the  Lord 
His  awful  charge  fulfil, 
L.et  his  peflilential  fword 

The  firft-born  vicrims  kill ; 
Safe  in  fnares  and  deaths  we  dwell, 
Protected  by  that  crimfon  fign, 
From  the  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
And  from  the  wrath  divine. 


CHARACTERS  Of  CHRIST.         187 

3  Wilt  thou  not  a  difference  make 
Betwixt  thy  friend  and  foe, 
Vengeance  on  the  Egyptians  take, 

And  grace  to  IJrasl  mew  ? 
Know'ii  thou  not,  moft  righteous  Geo1, 
V/e  on  the  pafchal  Lamb  rely  ? 
See  us  cover'd  with  the  blood, 
And  pafs  thy  people  by. 


CLXXXVII.     C.  M.     Steele. 

Pearl  of  great  Price,    Matth.  xiii.  46. 

XT'E  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 
■*•    A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treafure  all  divine. 

Be  gone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
Ye  fpecious  baits  of  fenfe  ; — 

Ineitimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immenfe  ! 

Jifus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 

O  name  divinely  fweet ! 
Jtfusi  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 

Wealth,  honor,  pleafure  meet. 

Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

Their  boafted  ftores  refign  ; 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all 

For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 


Should  earth's  vain  treafures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  pofTefs'd  ; 
I'd  clafp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 

And  be  for  ever  bJefs'd. 


Y  2 


lS8.        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 

6  Dear  fov'reign  of  my  foul's  defires, 
Thy  love  is  blifs  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wifh  that  love  infpires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


CLXXXVIII.     L.  M.     Steele. 


Physician  of  Souls,  Jeremiah  viii.  22. 

1  "P\EEP  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has  made., 
-*^   Where  (hall  the  finner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power. 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns, 
With  fatal  ftrength  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  fpreads  its  poifon  to  the  heart. 

3  And  can  no  fovereign  balm  be  found  I 
And  is  no  kind  phyfician  nigh 

To  eafe  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  phyfician  near, 
Look  up,   O  fainting  foul,  and  live  ;. 
See,  in  his  heavenly  fmiles  appear 
Such  eafe  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

>    See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood 

Life,  health,  and  blifs,  abundant  flow  I 
'Tis  only  this  dear  facred  flood 
Can  eafe  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe. 

5  Sin  throws  ra  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  fovereign  cure  is  found  j 
A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  for  every  painfuJ  wound, 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.  189* 

CLXXXIX.     C.  M.     Great  Mikon  Tune. 
Physician  ;  or,   The  LTirades  ^Christ. 

1  JESUS,  fince  thou  art  (till  to-day 
^    As  yefterday  the  fame  ; 
Prefent  to  heal,   in  rne  difplay 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  Since  dill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good  ; 
On  me,   that  I  thy  praife  may  (hew, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  fhew'd. 

Leper. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eye  behold  me  fall, 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathfome,  and  vile,  and  felf-abhorr'd, 

I  ilnk  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

Deaf  and  Dum3. 

5  Thou  feed  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 

Open,  O  Lord!  mine  ear  ; 
Bid  me  flretch  oct  my  withered  hands, 
And  lift  them  up  in  prayer. 

6  Silent,  (alas  !   thou  know'fl  how  long) 

My  voice  I  cannot  raife  ; 
But  O  !   when  thou  (halt  loofe  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  fh*U  fing  thy  praife, 


189.       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 


Lame. 

7   Lame  at  the  pool  I  dill  am  feen. 
Waiting  to  find  relief; 
While  many  others  venture  in, 
And  warn  away  their  grief. 

3  Now  fpeak  my  mind,  my  confeience  found, 
Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ ; 
Light  as  an  hart,  my  foul  mall  bound, 
The  lame  mall  leap  for  joy. 

Blind. 

9  If  thou,  my  God,  art  palling  by, 

O  !  let  me  find  thee  near  ; 

jfefus,  in  mercy  hear  my  cry, 

Thou,  fon  of  David,  hear  ! 

10  See,  I  am  waiting  in  the  way, 

For  thee  the  heavenly  light ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay* 
"  Sinner,  receive  thy  fight." 

Possessed. 

1 1  Cafi:  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  flill 

To  thy  great  name  fubmit ; 
Clothe  with  thy  righteoufnefs,  and  heal, 
And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 

12  From  fin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain? 

Thou  wilt  relieve  my  foul ; 
Lord,  I  believe,  and  not  in  vain, 
For  thou  wilt  make  me  whole. 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.  1QO, 

CXC.     i4Sth.     Cennick. 

High-Priest. 

A    GOOD  High  Prieft  is  come, 

•*•  *•  Supplying  Aaron's  place, 

And  taking  up  his  room, 

Difpenfing  life  and  grace  : 
The  law  by  Aaron's  prielthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jefus*  name. 

My  Lord  a  priefl  is  made, 

As  fware  the  mighty  Gody 

To  Ifrael  and  his  feed, 

Ordain'd  to  offer  blood  : 
For  finncrs  who  his  mercy  feek, 
A  prieti,  as  was  Melchizedek. 

He  once  temptations  knew, 

Of  every  fort  and  kind, 

That  he  might  fuccor  fhew, 

To  every  tempted  mind  : 
In  every  point  the  Lamb  was  try'd 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  dy'd. 

He  dies,  but  lives  again, 

And  by  the  altar  (lands  ; 

There  (hews  how  he  was  (lain, 

Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 
Our  Prieft  abides,  and  pleads  the  caufe 
Of  us  who  have  trangreis'd  his  laws. 

I  other  priefts  difclaim, 

And  laws  and  offerings  too. 

None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 

The  mighty  work  can  do  ; 
He  (hall  have  all  the  praife,  for  he 
Hath  lov'd,  and  liv'd,  and  dy'd  for  mc. 


igi.        CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

CXCI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Priejlkood  of  Christ. 

i   '"JV/TONG  all  the  prieds  of  Jewifh  race, 
^•^   Jefus  the  mod  illudrious  ftands  : 
The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 

2  Not  Aaron  or  Melchizedek 

Could  claim  fuch  high  defcent  as  he  ; 
His  nature  and  his  name  befpeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree, 

3  Defcended  from  the  eternal  Gctt, 
He  bears  the  name  of  his  own  Son  ; 
And,  drefs'd  in  human  fiefli  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  priedly  garments  on. 

4  The  mitred  crown,  the  embroider'd  ved, 
With  graceful  dignity  he  wears  ; 

And  in  full  fplendor  on  his  breall 
The  facred  oracle  appears. 

5  So  he  prefents  his  facrifke, 

An  offering  mod  divinely  fweet ; 
While  clouds  of  fragrant  incenfe  rile. 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy-feat. 

6  The  Father  with  approving  fmile 
Accepts  the  ofFring  of  his  Son  : 
New  joys  the  wond'ring  angels  fee], 
And  hade  to  bear  the  tidings  down. 

7  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 
Gives  facred  pleafurc  to  my  bread  ; 
Henceforth,  my  foul,  thy  caufc  commit 
To  Chr'tfl,  thv  advocate  and 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.      I92,  193, 

CXCII.  112th.  Carey's  Tune.     Presid.  Davies. 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King,  i  Peter  ii.  7. 

1  TESUS,  how  precious  is  thy  name ! 
•"    The  great  Jehovah's  darling,  thou  I 
O  let  me  catch  the  immortal  flame, 

With  which  angelic  bofoms  glow ! 
Since  angels  love  thee,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blefs'd  above. 

2  My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide, 

Thy  fweet  inflruclions  I  will  hear  ; 
The  words  that  from  thy  lips  proceed, 

O  how  divinely  fweet  they  are  ! 
Thee  my  great  Prophet  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blefs'd  above. 

3  My  great  Higb-Prieft,  whofe  precious  blood 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  crofs ; 
Who  now  do(t  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendlefs  finner's  caufe  ; 
In  thee  I  truft ;  thee  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blefs'd  above. 

4  My  King  fupreme,  to  thee  I  bow, 

A  willing  fubjecc  at  thy  feet ; 
All  other  lords  I  difavow, 

And  to  thy  government  fubmit: 
My  Saviour  King,  this  heart  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blefs'd  above. 

CXCIII.    L.  M. 

The  Ransom,  Ifaiah  Ixi.  2. 
I  "  T  GOME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 
"  A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
"  From  debts  and  bondage  to  difcharge, 
"  And  J;vjs  and  Greeks  the  grace  fhail  fhare: 


194«         CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST, 

2  cf  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim, 

"  But  not  on  man  the  ftorm  fhall  fall, 

"  On  me  its  thunders  mail  defcend, 

"  My  ftrength,  my  love  furtain  them  all." 

3  Stupendous  favor !   match lefs  grace  ! 
If  ejus  has  dy'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above 
Could  fo  divine  a  ranfom  give. 

4  To  him  who  lov'd  our  ruin'd  race, 
And  for  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
Let  fongs  of  joyful  praifes  rife, 
Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne. 

CXCIV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Our  Righteousness,  Jer.  xxiii.  6. 

i    C  AVIOUR  divine,  we  know  thy  name, 
^  And  in  that  name  we  trufr.  ; 
Thou  art  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs, 
Thou  art  thine  Ifrae/'s  boaft. 

2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 

And  low  in  dud  we  lie 
'Till  Jejus  ftretch  his  gracious  arm 
To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 

3  The  fins  of  one  moft  righteous  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  defpair  ; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  great  furety  clear. 

4  That  fpotlefs  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought 

Shall  deck  us  all  around  ; 
Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
One  blemifh  fha.ll  be  found. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.         195. 

5  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  lively  hope 

To  Tinners  now  are  given  ; 
If  rati  and  Judab  foon  ihall  change 
Their  wildernefs  for  heaven. 

6  With  joy  we  tafte  that  manna  now, 

Thy  mercy  fcatters  down  ; 
We  feal  our  humble  vows  to  thee, 
And  wait  the  promis'd  crown, 

CXCV.     7s.     Toplady. 

Rock  fmlt ten;  or,    The  Rock  of  Ages  >  Tfa.  xxvi.  4, 

1  I")  OCKofages,  fnelter  me, 
■"-  Let  me  hide  myfelf  in  thee  ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  fide  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  fin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanfe  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  refpite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  fin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  mud  fave,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  crofs  I  cling  ; 
Naked  come  to  thee  for  drefs, 
Helplefs  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
IMack,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wafh  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die  ! 

4.  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-firings  break  in  death, 
When  I  foar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne. 
Rock  of  ages  flicker  me, 
Let  rhe  hide  myfelf  in  thee. 
z  2 


I96,  197*    CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

CXCVI.     L.  M.     Steele. 
Saviour  the  only  One,  A  els  iv.  12. 

1  JESUS,  the  fpring  of  joys  divine, 

•*   Whence  ajl  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow, 
Jefusi  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  fave  us  from  eternal  woe. 

2  In  vain  would  boaiting  reafon  find 
The  way  to  happinefs  and  God  ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve  ; 
Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
(Ordain'd  by  everlafting  love,) 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day. 

4.  Here  let  our  conftant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heavenly  path  depart ; 
O  let  thy  Spirit,  gracious  guide, 
Direct  our  fteps,  and  cheer  our  heart. 

5  Safe  lead  us  thro*  this  world  of  night, 
And  bring  us  to  the  blifsful  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
Where   perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 

CXCVII.     S.  M.     Steele. 

Shepherd,  Pfalm  xxiii.  1 — 3. 

j        *\TTHILE  my  Redeemer's  near, 
*  *     My  fhepherd  and  my  guide, 
1  bid  farewel  to  anxious  fear, 
My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 

2       To  ever-fragrant  meads 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  lead 

And  guards  my  fweet  repofe. 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST.       198, 

Along  the  lovely  fcene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 
Tranfparent,  fweet,  and  all  ferene, 
To  cheer  my  fainting  foul. 

Here  let  my  fpirit  red: ; 
How  fweet  a  lot  is  mine  ! 
With  pleafure,  food,  and  fafety  bleft  ; 
Beneficence  divine ! 

Dear  fhepherd,  if  I  ftray, 
My  wandering,  feet  reftore  ; 
To  thy  fair  paftures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Unworthy  as  I  am, 
Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jefus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

CXCVIII.     The  Old  104th. 

Strong-Hold,  Zech.  ix.  12.  Nah.  i.  7. 

*Y"E  prifoners  of  hope 
**•     O'erwhelmed  with  grief, 
To  Jefus  look  up 

For  certain  relief; 
There's  no  condemnation 

In  Jefus  the  Lord, 
But  llrong  confolation 

His  grace  doth  afford. 

Should  juflice  appear 

A  mercilefs  foe, 
Yet  be  of  good  cheer, 

And  foon  (hall  you  know 


199-       CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST 

That  Tinners  confeffing 

Their  wickeiinefs  pad, 
A  plentiful  bl  effing 

Of  pardon  (hall  tafte. 

3  Then  dry  up  your  tears, 

Yc  children  of  grid, 
For  jfefus  appears 

To  give  you  relief; 
If  you  are  returning 

To  Jefus  your  friend, 
Your  fighing  and  mourning 

In  finging  (hall  end. 

4  "  None  will  I  caft  out 

"  Who  come,"  faith  the  Lord> 
Why  then  do  you  doubt  ? 

Lay  hold  of  his  word ; 
Ye  mourners  of  Sion, 

Be  bold  to  believe, 
For  ever  rely  on 

Your  Saviour,  and  live. 


CXCIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Steknktt. 


Sun,  Pfalm  Ixxxiv.  II. 

r^  RE  AT  God,  amid  the  darkfome  night, 
^-■^  Thy  glories  dart  upon  my  light, 
While,  wrapt  in  wonder,  I  behold 
The  filver  moon  and  ftars  of  gold. 

But  when  I  fee  the  fan  anfe, 
And  pour  his  glories  o'er  the  i1 
In  more  ftupendous  forms  1  view 
I      .:.!  thy  goodneL 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.  £00* 

3  Thou  Sun  of  funs,  whofe  dazzling  light 
Tries  and  confounds  an  angel's  fight, 
How  fhall  I  glance  mine  eye  at  thee 

In  all- thy  vaft  immenfity  ? 

4  Yet  I  may  be  allow'd  to  trace 
The  diftant  fhadow  of  thy  face, 
As  in  the  pale  and  fickiy  moon 
We  trace  the  image  of  the  fun. 

5  In  every  work  thy  hands  have  made 
Thy  power  and  wifdom  are  difplay'd : 
But,  O  !   what  glories  all  divine 

In  my  incarnate  Saviour  fhine  ! 

6  He  is  my  Sun,  beneath  his  wings 
My  foul  fecurely  fits  and  fings  ; 
And  there  enjoys,  like  thofe  above, 
The  balmy  influence  of  thy  love. 

6  O  may  the  vital  ftrength  and  heat 
His  cheering  beams  communicate, 
Enable  me  my  courfe  to  run 
With  the  fame  vigor  as  the  fun  ! 

CC.     C.  M.     Topladv. 
Vine  and  the  Branches,  John  xv.  I— -J. 

1  JESUS,  immutably  the  fame, 
«•'    Thou  true  and  living  vine. 
Around  thy  all-fapporting  ftem 

My  feeble  arms  I  twine. 

2  Quicken'd  by  thee,  and  kept 

1  flourifh  and  bear  fruit : 
My  life  1  from  thy  fap  del 
roofc 


SOI.  CHARACTERS  Oi*   CHRIST* 

3  I  can  do  nothing  without  thee  ; 

My  ftrength  is  wholly  thine  ; 
Withered  and  barren  mould  I  be, 
If  fever'd  from  the  vine. 

4  Upon  my  leaf,  when  parch'd  with  heat, 

Refrefhing  dew  fhall  drop, 
The  plant  which  thy  right-hand  hath  fct, 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

5  Each  moment  water' d  by  thy  care, 

And  fene'd  with  power  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  fhall  bear 
The  feebleft  branch  of  thine. 


CCI.     L.  M.     Cennick. 

Way  to  Canaan. 

1  TESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
■?    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purfue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banifhment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Becaufe  I  could  not  ceafe  from  fin. 

4  The  more  I  (trove  againft  its  power, 
1  finn'd  and  (tumbled  bat  the  more, 
'Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
Come  hither,  Soul,  *'  I  am  the  Way." 


CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  bled  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 
My  finful  felf  to  thee  I  give, 
Nothing  but  love  (hall  I  receive. 

Then  will  I  tell  to  Tinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  fay,  "  Behold  the  way  to  Go».' 


CCII.  8.  8.  6. 


Way,  Truth,  and  Life,  John  xiv.  6. 

j   r  I  'HERE  is  no  path  to  heavenly  blifs, 
*■     Or  folid  joy,  or  lading  peace, 

But  Chrifl  th'  appointed  road; 
O  may  we  tread  the  facred  Way, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praife,  and  pray, 
Till  we  fit  down  with  God! 

2  The  types,  and  madows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Chrijl,  the  man,  the  Lord, 

The  Saviour,  juft  and  true; 
O  may  we  all  his  word  believe, 
And  all  his  promifes  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 

3  As  he  above  for  ever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  finners  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine  ; 
O  may  his  Spirit  in  me  dwell, 
Then  fav'd  from  fin,  and  ueath,  and  hc'J, 

Eternal  life  is  min.e. 

A  a 


203,   2°4«    CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST, 

CCIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Wisdom,  Righteousness,  Sanctification, 
and  Redemption,    i  Cor.  i.  30,  31. 

1  "jV  /TY  God,  a.Tifl:  me,  while  I  raife 
■*■*-*•  An  anthem  of  harmonious  praife  ; 
My  heart  thy  wonders  fliall  proclaim, 
And  fpread  its  banners  in  thy  name. 

2  Tn  Chr'ijl  I  view  a  ftore  divine  ; 
My  Father,  all  that  (tore  is  thine  ; 
By  thee  prepar'd,  by  thee  beitow'd  ; 
Hail  to  the  Saviour,  and  the  God! 

3  When  gloomy  fhades  my  foul  o'erfpread, 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  th'  Almighty  faid  ; 
And  Chrifty  my  Sun,  his  beams  difplays, 
And  fcatters  round  celeftial  rays. 

4  Condemn'd  thy  criminal  I  flood, 
And  awful  juftice  afVd  my  blood  ; 
That  welcome  Saviour  from  thy  throne 
Brought  righteoufnefs  and  pardon  down. 

5  My  foul  vas  all  o'erfpread  with  fin, 
And  lo,  his  grace  hath  made  me  clean  ; 
He  refcues  from  th*  infernal  foef 

And  full  redemption  will  bellow; 

6  Ye  faints,  affift  my  grateful  tongue  : 
Ye  angels,  warble  back  my  fong  ; 
For  love  like  this  demands  the  praife 
Ox  heavenly  harps,  and  endlefs  days. 

CCIV.     C.  M.     Toplady. 
All  in  All. 
1   pOMPAR'D  with  Cbnfl,  in  all  befidc 
^-4   No  comelinefs  I  fee  ; 
The  one  thing  needful,  deareft  Lord, 
h  to  be  one  with  thee. 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.  205. 

Z  The  fenfe  of  thy  expiring  love 
Into  my  foul  convey: 
Thyfelf  bellow  ;  for  thee  alone 
My  all  in  all  I  pray. 

'.    Lefs  than  thyfelf  will  not  fuffice, 
My  comfort  to  reftore  : 
More  than  thyfelf  I  cannot  crave  ; 
And  thou  canft  give  no  more. 

4  Lov'd  of  my  God,  for  him  again 
With  love  intenfe  I'd  burn : 
Chofen  of  thee  'ere  time  began, 
I'd  chufe  thee  in  return. 

v,  Whate'er  confifts  not  with  thy  love, 
O  teach  me  to  refign  : 
I'm  rich  to  all  th'  intents  of  blifs 
If  thou,  O  GW,  art  mine. 

CCV.  Ss.  New  Jerufalem  Tune.     K . 

All  is  All  ;   or,  the  Teftimony  concerning  Jzzu s, 
the  Soul  of  Prophecy.    Rev.  xix.  10. 

1  ^HE  Eible  is  juftly  efkem'd 

•*■     The  glory  fupreme  of  the  land, 
Which  (hows  how  a  finner's  redeem'd, 
And  brought  to  Jehovah's  right  hand. 
With  pleafure  we  freely  confels 
The  Bible  all  books  does  outshine, 
But  J  ejus  his  perfon  and  grace, 
Affords  it  that  lull  re  divine. 

2  In  every  prophetical  book 

Where  God  his  decrees  bath  unfeal'd, 
With  joy  we  behold  as  we  look, 
The  wonderful  Saviour  reveal'd  : 
A  a  2 


205.         CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 
His  glories  project  to  the  eye, 
And  prove  it  was  Dot  his  defign, 
Thofe  glories  concealed  mould  lie, 
But  there  in  full  majefty  fhine. 

3  The  Jlrft  gracious  promife  to  man, 
A  bleffed  prediction  appears, 
His  work  is  the  foul  of  the  plan, 
And  gives  it  the  glory  it  wears. 

How  cheering  the  truth  muft  have  been., 
That  Jefus  the  promifed  feed, 
Should  triumph  o'er  fatan  and  fin, 
And  hell  in  captivity  lead  ! 

4  The  ancient  Levitical  Law 
Was  prophecy  after  its  kind, 

Tn  types  there  the  faithful  forefaw 
The  Saviour  that  ranfom'd  mankind. 
The  Altar,  the  Lamb,  and  the  Prieft, 
The  blood  that  was  fprinkled  of  old, 
Had  life,  when  the  people  could  tafte 
The  bleffings  thofe  fhadows  foretold. 

5  Review  each  prophetical  fong, 
Which  fhines  in  prediction's  rich  train, 
The  fweetnefs  to  Jefus  belong 

And  point  out  his  fufferings  and  reign  : 
Sure  David  his  harp  never  flrung 
With  more  of  true  facred  delight, 
Than  when  of  the  Saviour  he  fung, 
And  he  was  reveaPd  to  his  fight. 

6  May  Jefus  more  precious  become — 
His  word  be  a  lamp  to  our  feet, 
While  we  in  this  wildernefs  roam, 
'Till  brought  in  his  prefence  to  meet ! 
Then,  then  will  we  gaze  on  thy  face, 
Our  prophet,  our  prieft,  and  our  King; 
Recount  all  thy  wonders  of  grace, 
Thy  praifes  eternally  fwg. 


THE  INFLUENCES,  &C.  SOO- 

THE INFLUENCES  AND  GRACES 
OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

CCVI.     1 1 2th. 

The  Comforter,  John  xiv.  16 — 1 8. 

i    TESUS,  we  hang  upon  the  word, 

**    Our  longing  fouls  have  heard  from  thee  ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  promife,  Lord, 

Thy  promife  made  to  fuch  as  me, 
To  fuch  as  Sion's  paths  purfue, 
And  would  believe  that  God  is  true. 

2  Thou  fay'ft,  "  I  will  the  Father  pray, 

M  And  he  the  Comforter  ihall  give, 
"  Shall  give  him  in  your  hearts  to  ftay, 

"  And  never  more  his  temples  leave  ; 
"  Myfelf  will  to  my  orphans  come, 
"  And  make  you  mine  eternal  home." 

3  Come  then,  dear  Lord,  thyfelf  reveal, 

And  let  the  promife  now  take  place  ; 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 

According  to  the  word  of  grace  : 
Thy  forrowful  difciples  cheer, 
And  fend  us  down  the  Comforter. 

4  He  vifits  oft  the  troubled  bread, 

And  oft  relieves  our  fad  complaint : 
But  foon  we  lofe  the  tranfient  guefr, 

But  foon  we  droop  again  and  faint, 
Repeat  the  melancholy  moan, 
M  Our  joy  is  fled,  our  comfort  gone  !" 


207.  THE   INFLUENCES   OF 

5  Haften  him,  Lord,  into  each  heart, 

Our  fure  irreparable  guide  ; 
O  may  we  meet  and  never  part ! 

O  may  he  in  our  hearts  abide  ! 
And  keep  his  houfe  of  praife  and  prayer, 
And  reft  and  reign  for  ever  there  ! 


CCVII.    L.  M.     B- 


The  Leadings  of  the  Spirit ,  Rom.  viii.  14. 


POME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
^   With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  ftep  prefide. 

Conduct  us  fafe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  fin  and  hurtful  fnare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  muft  give, 
And  teach  us  leflbns  how  to  live. 

The  light  of  truth  to  us  difplay, 

And  make  us  know  and  choofe  thy  way  ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  mzy  ne'er  depart. 

Lead  us  to  holinefs,  the  road 
That  we  muft  take  to  dwell  with  God; 
Lead  us  to  Cbrtfi,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  paftures  ftray. 

Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  reft 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blefs'd  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  feat  of  blifs, 
Where  pleafure  in  perfection  is. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.    2o8,  20$i 

CCVTII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Spirit's  Influences  compared  to  living  Water  t 
John  iv.   io. 

1  "DLESS'D  Jefus,  fource  of  grace  divine, 
U  What  foul-refrefhing  itreams  are  thine ! 
O  bring  thefe  healing  waters  nigh, 

Or  we  mu(t  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  thro'  defert  lands, 

'Midft:  fcorching  funs,  and  burning  fands, 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 
Or  to  enjoy  refrefhing  rain. 

3  Our  longing  fouls  aloud  would  fing, 
Spring  up,  celeftial  fountain,  fpring ; 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirfty  land  below. 

4  May  this  bleft  torrent  near  my  fide 
Thro'  all  the  defert  gently  glide  ; 
Then  in  Immanuel *s  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  fea  of  joy  and  love  ! 

CCIX.     L.  M. 

Divine  Influences  compared  to  Rah,  Pfalm  Ixxii.  6. 

i     AS  fhowers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
*■*•  Jefus  mall  med  his  bleflings  down, 
Crown'd  with  whofe  life-infufing  drops, 
Earth  (hall  renew  her  blifsful  crops. 

2  Lands  that  beneath  a  burning  fky, 
Have  long  been  defolate  and  dry, 
Th'  efTufions  of  his  love  fhall  (hare. 
And  fudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  ftore, 
Drenching  the  paitures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  fo  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  fanclifies  and  faves  our  race. 


2IO.  THE  INFLUENCES  OF 

4  As  in  foft  filence  vernal  fhowcrs 
Defcend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So  in  the  fecrecy  of  lore, 

Falls  the  fweet  influence  from  above, 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  filence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
DifFufing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  thefe  bleffings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
'Till  earth's  wild  waftes  in  verdure  rife, 
And  a  young  Eden  blefs  our  eyes. 

CCX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  to  God  for  the  Communication  of  bis  Spirit , 
Ezek.  xxxvi.  37. 

1  TTEAR,  gracious  fovereign,  from  thy  throne, 
-*--*-   And  fend  thy  various  bleflings  down: 
While  by  thine  Ifrael  thou  art  fought 

Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught; 

2  Come,  facred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldefl:  hearts  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  flefii  the  flinty  (tone, 

And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtieft  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  pious  forrow  rife  ; 
While  all  their  glowing  fouls  are  borne 
To  feekthat  grace,  which  now  they  fcorft. 

4  O  let  a  holy  flock  await. 
Numerous  around  thy  temple-gate, 
Each  prefling  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  facrifice  to  thee. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.  211 


5  In  anfwer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  fee  thy  church  arife  ; 
Or,  if  that  blefling  feem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  eflate. 


CCXl.  1 1 2th.  HoxtonTune.  President  Duties. 


The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  defired* 

INTERNAL  Spirit,  fource  of  light, 
-*-J  Enlivening,  confecrating  fire, 
Defcend,  and  with  celeftial  heat 

Our  dull,  our  frozen  hearts  infpire  : 
Our  fouls  refine,  our  drofs  confume  1 
Come,  condefcend'mg  Spirit,  come  \ 

In  our  cold  breafts,  O  (Trike  a  fpark 
Of  the  pure  flame  which  feraphs  feel ; 

Nor  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 
Or  lie  benumb'd  and  ftupid  Hill: 

Come,  vilifying  Spirit,  come, 

And  make  our  hearts  thy  conftant  home ! . 

Whatever  guilt  and  madnefs  dare, 

We  would  not  quench  the  heavenly  fire ; 

Our  hearts  as  fuel  we  prepare, 

Tho'  in  the  flame  we  mould  expire  : 

Our  breads  expand  to  make  thee  room : 

Come,  purifying  Spirit,  come  \ 

Let  pure  devotion's  fervors  rife  1 

Let  every  pious  paflion  glow  ! 
O  let  the  raptures  of  the  fkies 

Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below  ! 
Come,  condefcend'mg  Spirit,  come 
And  make  our  fouls  thy  conftant  home  ! 
B   b 


A' 


2T2,  213.       THE   INFLUENCES  OF 

CCXII.  L.  M.     Denbigh  Tune.     Toplady. 

A  propitious  Gale  longed  for. 

T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
Toiling,  I  cry,  "  Sweet  Spirit,  come  ! 
11  Celedial  breeze,  no  longer  flay, 
"  But  fwell  my  fails  and  fpeed  my  way  ! 

2   ci  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
V  And  loofe  my  cable  from  below : 
"  But  I  can  only  fpread  my  fail  ; 
"  Thou,  Thou  mud  breathe  th'  aufpicious  gile  !" 

CCXril.     L.  M.     Steele. 

T>.  e  Influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced, 
John  xiv.  16,  17. 

1  T\EAR  Lord,  and  fliall  thy  Spirit  reft 
-*~^   in  fuch  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling  !  glorious  gueft  ! 
Favor  aftonifhing,  divine  ! 

2  When  fin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  almofr  expires  in  night, 
Jjordy  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  (pring  of  comfort,   life  and  light  ? 

5    Sure  the  bled  Comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  fuftains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Elfe  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

4  When  foms  kind  prcmife  glads  my  foul, 
.Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  temped  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  : 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wifh  my  heart  afpire.  ; 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT, 

Can  it  be  lefs  than  power  divine, 
Which  animates  thefe  Ilrong  defires : 

6  What  Jefs  than  thy  almighty  word 
Can  raife  my  heart  from  earth  and  dim, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treafure  and  my  truft  ? 

7  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  fay, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  tafte  his  grace," 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blifsful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  facred  peace  ? 

8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,   O  God  of  love, 

'     And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earned  of  the  joys  above. 

CCXIV.     8s.     Uxbridge  Tune. 

The  Holy  Spirit  addnjfed  under  Darinefs, 

i   "TVESCEND,  Holy  Spirit  the  Dove, 
■*^   And  vifit  a  forrowful  breaft  j 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 
And  bring  me  afTurance  and  red  : 
Thou  only  haft  power  to  relieve 
A  finner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load, 
The  fenfe  of  redemption  to  give, 
And  fprinkle  his  heart  with  the  blood. 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  haft  ftrove, 
And  kindly  withheld  me  from  fin  ; 
Refolv'd  by  the  ftrength  of  thy  love, 
My  worthlefs  affeclions  to  win  ; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 
Invincible  mercy  exert, 
And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 
And  fet  up  thy  reft  in  my  heart. 
B  b  2 


2  15-  THE  INFLUENCES  OF 

3  If  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 
And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  goodnefs  hath  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  upas  I  mourn'd  ; 
O  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Relieve  me  again  and  reft  ore, 
My  fpirit  in  holinefs  raife, 

To  fall  and  to  grieve  thee  no  more. 

4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 
And  pant  for  a  drop  of  his  love, 

If  Jefus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 
Obtain'd  me  a  manfion  above ; 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come, 
Sweet  witnefs  of  mercy  divine  ! 
And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 
And  feal  me  eternally  thine. 

CCXV.     L.  M.     Bentley's  Collection, 

The  grieved  Spirit  intreated  not  to  debart^ 
Pfalmli.  ii. 

1  OTAY,  thou  infulted  Spirit,  flay, 

^  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite, 
Caft  not  a  finner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlafting  flight : 

2  Tho'  I  have  mod  unfaithful  been 
Of  all,  whoe'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd. 

3  But  O !  the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High-Prieft  ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear 

I  fhall  not  fee  thy  people's  reft. 


THE  HOLY   SPIRIT.  2l6. 

4  If  yet  thou  canft  my  fins  forgive, 
E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes j 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefs  me  with  a  calm  repofe. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 
And  raife  me  by  thy  gracious  hand ; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

CCXVI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Divine  Drawings  celebrated;  or,  Gratitude  the  Spring 
of  true  Religion,  Hofea  xi.  4. 

1  TV/fY  God,  what  filken  cords  are  thine  ! 
■*•*■*■   How  foft,  and  yet  how  ftrong  ! 
While  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 

To  draw  our  fouls  along. 

2  Thou  faw'ft  us  crufh'd  beneath  the  yoke 

Of  fatan  and  of  fin  : 
Thy  hand  the  iron  bondage  broke, 
Our  worthlefs  hearts  to  win. 

3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thoufand  fins 

One  moment  takes  away  ; 
And  grace,  when  firft  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 

4  Comfort  thro'  all  this  vale  of  tears 

In  rich  profufion  flows, 
And  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 
Eternity  beftows. 

5  Drawn  by  fuch  cords  we  onward  more, 

'Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet; 
And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 
Embrace  our  conqueror's  feet. 


2  17?  2l8.    GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 
THE  GRACES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT*. 

CCXVIL     S.  M.     Beddome. 

Falthy  its  Author  and  Precloufnefs,   Eph.  Li.  8. 

1  T^AITH  ! — 'tis  a  precious  grace, 
■*-     Where'er  it  is  beflow'd  ! 

It  boafts  of  a  celeftial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God! 

2  Jtfus  it  owns  a  king, 
And  all-atoning  prieft, 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Chrifl. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  foul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  diftrefs ; 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trulls  his  righteoufnefs. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free  ; 

Lord)  fend  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  work  this  faith  in  me. 

CCXVJII.     C.  M.     D.  Turner. 

The  Power  of  Faith* 

i   "PAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blifs, 
-*-     A  nd  fayes  me  from  its  fnares  : 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  foftens  all  my  cares  : 

*  The  Chriftian  graces  and  tempers  are  placed  alpha- 
betically, for  the  fake  of  finding  them  at  once,  by  looking 
it  the  head  cf  the  p^'ge. 


FAITH.  219. 

2  Extinguifhes  the  third  of  fin, 

And  lights  the  facred  fire 
Of  love  to  God,  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  defire. 

3  The  wounded  confidence  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give; 
That  balm  the  fadded  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4.  Wide  it  unveils  celedial  worlds, 
Where  deathlefs  pleafures  reign  ; 
And  bids  me  feek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  feek  in  vain  : 

5  Shews  me  the  precious  promife  feal'd 

With  the  Redeemers  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  red, 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

6  The-e,  there  unfhaken  would  I  red, 

'Till  this  vile  body  dies  ; 
And  then  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rife. 

CCXIX.       L.    M.       D*.  DODDRIDGL. 

Toe  Struck  bettoezn  Faith  and  Unbelief  * 

Mark  ix.  24. 

1  TESUS,  our  fouls  delightful  choice, 
J    In  thee,  believing  we  rejoice  ; 
Yet  dill  our  joy  is  mix'd  with  grief, 
While  faith  contend  with  unbelief. 

2  Thy  promifes  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  ; 
But  guilt  and  fears,  and  forrows  rife, 
And  hide  the  promife  from  our  eyes. 


220.         GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  O  let  not  fin  and  fatan  boaft, 
While  faints  lie  mourning  in  the  duft  ; 
Nor  fee  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  hand  hath  wrought. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  fpark  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  aH  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  fhades  difpers'd  by  opening  light. 

CCXX.     8s.     Lambeth  Tune. 

Faith  fainting, 

i   "pNCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  diftrefs, 
■*-*  Jufl  ready  all  hope  to  refign, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine  : 
Difhearten'd  with  waiting  fo  long, 

I  fink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load, 
All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  fong, 

And  ftretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  fliall  ceafe, 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 
And  lead  me  to  J  ejus  for  peace, 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I  : 
Speak,   Saviour,  for  fweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  prefence  is  fair  to  behold  ; 
Attend  to  my  forrov/s  and  cries, 

My  groaning  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  fometimes  I  drive  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promife  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep  : 
While  harrafs'd  and  call:  from  thy  light, 

The  tempter  fuggefls  with  a  roar, 
*'  The  Lord  has  forfaken  thee  quite  ; 

"  Thy  CodwiW  be  gracious  no  more." 


FAITH.  221, 

4  Yet,  Lord*  if  thy  Jove  hath  defign'd 

No  covenant  blefling  for  me, 
Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleafure  in  waiting  for  thee? 
Almighty  to  refcue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  fhield  and  my  tow'rj 
Come  fuccour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

CCXXT.     8.  8.  6. 
Faith  Reviving* 

1  "C^ROM  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief; 
•*■     Haft  thou,  O  Father,  put  to  grief 

Thy  fpotlefs  Son  for  me  ? 
And  will  the  righteous  Judge  of  men 
Condemn  me  for  that  debt  of  fin, 

Which,  Lordy  was  charg'd  on  thee? 

2  Complete  atonement  thou  haft  made, 
And  to  the  utmoft  farthing  paid 

Whate'er  thy  people  ow'd  ; 
How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place, 
If  fhelter'd  in  thy  righteoufnefs, 

And  fprinkled  with  thy  blood  ? 

3  [If  thou  haft  my  difcharge  procur'd, 
And  freely  in  my  room  endur'd 

The  whole  of  wrath  divine  ; 
Payment  God  cannot  twice  demand — 
Firft,  at  my  bleeding  furety's  hand, 

And  then  again  at  mine.] 

4  Turn  then,  my  foul,  unto  thy  reft; 
The  merits  of  thy  great  High-Prieft 

Speak  peace  and  liberty  : 
Trull:  in  his  efficacious  blood  ; 
Nor  fear  thy  banifhment  from  God, 

Since  Jefus  dy'd  for  thee. 
C  C 


222.  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

CCXXIL     8s.     New  Jerufalem  Tuner, 

Faith  conquering. 

i   HPHE  moment  a  (inner  believes, 
■*■     And  trufts  in  his  crucify'd  God, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  thro'  his  blood  ; 
Tho'  thoufands  and  thoufands  of  foes 

Againft  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  he,  thro'  Chrijl,  can  oppofe, 
Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 

2  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  fuch  falvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name, 

The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is ; 
A  principle  active,  and  young, 

That  lives  under  prefTure  and  load; 
That  makes  out  of  v/eaknefs  more  ftrong, 

And  draws  the  foul  upward  to  God, 

3  It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquifhes  death  and  defpair  ; 
And  O  let  us  wonder  to  tell, 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer, — 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft, 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
To  hope  his  forgivenrfs  as  juft, 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

4  It  fays  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart," 

That  ftand  betwixt  God  and  the  foul ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  confeiences  whole  ; 
Bids  fins  of  a  crimfon-like  dye 

Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  raifes  the  fmner  on  high, 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 


FAITH.  223,  22.|. 

CCXXIII.    9*.    New  Jcrufalem  Tune.   Tor 1 adv. 
Faith  Triumphing, 

1  A     DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
-^*-  Of  covenant  mercy  I  ling  ; 
Nor  fear  with  thy  righteoufnefs  on, 

My  perfon  and  offerings  to  bring  : 
The  terrors  of  law,  and  of  God, 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 

Hide  all  my  trangreilions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodnefs  began, 

The  arm  of  his  ft rength  will  complete  ; 
His  promife  is  yea  and  ameny 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  nor  above 
Can  make  him  his  purpofe  forego, 

Or  fever  my  foul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erafe  ; 
.     Imprefs'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace: 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  fhall  endure, 

As  fure  as  the  earneft  is  given  ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  fecure, 

The  glorify'd  fpirits  in  heaven. 

CCXXIV.     S.  M.     Mount  Ephraim  Tune. 
Weak  Believers  encouraged. 
1   VOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  faints, 
**•     Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praife  of  Chrijl  our  Lord 
Bid  every  firing  awake. 
CC2 


225.  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT* 

2  Tho*  in  a  foreign  land, 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  houfe  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  fnall  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  mine; 

Nor  prefent  things,   nor  things  to  come* 
Shall  quench  the  fpark  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come, 
When  we  (hall  clearly  fee 

Not  only  that  he  fhed  his  blood, 
But  each  mall  fay,  for  me. 

5  Tarry  his  leifure  then, 
Wait  the  appointed  hour  ; 

Wait  till  the  bridegroom  of  your  fouls 
Reveal  his  love  with  power. 

6  Bleft  is  the  man,  O  God, 
That  flays  himfelf  on  thee  ! 

Who  waits  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  falvation  fee. 

CCXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

Faith  conneded  with  Salvation,   Rom.  i.  16. 
Heb.  x.  39. 

1  "VTOT  by  the  laws  of  innocence 

-*-^    Can  Adam's  fons  arrive  at  heaven  : 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence 
To  have  our  ancient  fins  forgiven. 

2  Not  the  bell  deeds  that  we  have  done, 
Can  make  a  wounded  confcience  whole  : 
Faith  is  the  grace,  and  faith  alone, 
That  Hies  to  Chrijl,  and  faves  the  foul. 


FAITH.  226' 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heavenly  word, 
Fain  would  1  have  my  foul  renew'd  : 
I  mourn  for  fin,  and  truft  the  Lordt 
To  have  it  pardon'd  and  fubdu'd. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  it's  power  difplay, 
Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign  : 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  way, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain. 

CCXXVI.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Being  in  the  Fear  of  God  all  the  Day  long, 
Proverbs  xxiii.  17. 

1  '"THRICE  happy  fouls,  who  born  from  heaven- 

■*■     While  yet  they  fojourn  here, 

Humbly  begin  their  days  with  Goo7, 

And  fpend  them  in  his  fear  ! 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 
And  turn  the  facred  pages  o'er, 
And  praife  thy  name  and  pray  ! 

3  Midft  hourly  cares  may  love  prefent 

Its  incenfe  to  thy  throne  ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone  ! 

4  As  fanctified  to  nobleft  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  fought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wife  inftruclion  brought  1 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 

Or  by  temptations  try'd, 
We'll  feek  the  fhelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  ftrength  confide. 


227.  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

6  As  different  fcenes  of  life  arife, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidfl:  the  focial  band, 
In  folitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  bread  ; 
And,  fafely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Refign  our  powers  to  reft, 

S  In  folid  pure  delights,  like  thefe, 
Let  all  my  days  be  pait ; 
Nor  (hall  T  then  impatient  with, 
Nor  (hall  I  fear  the  laft. 


CCXXVII.    CM.    Stamford  Tune.     Needham. 


Fear  of  God,  Proverbs  xiv.  26. 

1  TTAPPY  beyond  defcription  he 
*  -*-  Who  fears  the  Lord  his  God; 
Who  hears  his  threats  with  holy  awe, 

And  trembles  at  his  rod. 

2  Fear,  facred  paffion,  ever  dwells 

With  it's  fair  partner  love  ; 
Blending  their  beauties,  both  proclaim 
Their  fource  is  from  above. 

3  Let  terrors  fright  the  unwilling  flave, 

The  child  with  joy  appears  ; 
Cheerful  he  does  his  Father's  will, 
And  loves  as  much  as  fears. 

4  Let  fear  and  love,  mod  holy  Gcd! 

PofTefs  this  foul  of  mine, 
Then  (hall  I  wormip  thee  aright, 
And  tafte  thy  joys  divine. 


FORTITUDE GRAVITY.    228,229, 

CCXXV1II.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 
Holy  Fortitude*.    I  Cor.  xvi.  1 3. 

1  A  Mia  foldier  of  the  crofs, 
■**■   A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  fhall  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe, 

Or  blufh  to  fpeak  his  name  ? 

2  Mud  I  be  carried  to  the  ikies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  eafe  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  faii'd  thro'  bloody  feas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Muft  I  not  ffem  the  flood  ■ 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  muft  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increafe  rny  courage,  Lord! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  faints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  tho'  they  die  ; 
They  fee  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  feize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illuftrious  day  fhall  rife, 

And  all  thy  armies  fhine 
In  robes  of  victory  thro'  the  fkies, 
The  glory  fhall  be  thine. 

CCXXIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

Gravity  and  Decency. 

1   "DEHOLD  the  Tons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
■*-'   So  dearly  bought  with  jftfus'  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  fhall  they  ftoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 
°*  See  Zeal 


23O.  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  fpirits  of  celeftial  kind 

Made  for  a  jeft,  for  fport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  wafte  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  difcourfe,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  fuit  the  honors  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 

4  What  if  we  wear  the  richeft  veit, 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drefl: ; 
This  flefh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Mutt  drop  to  duft,  and  feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raife  our  hearts  and  paflions  higher ; 
Touch  our  vain  fouls  with  facred  fire  ; 
Then,  with  a  heaven  directed  eye, 
We'll  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by. 

C  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  fuch  difdain  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that,  bids  us  rife 
To  manfions  promis'd  in  the  ikies. 

CCXXX.     L.  M. 

Hope  Jet  before  us. 

1  A  ND  be  it  fo,  that  'till  this  hour, 

■*■*-  We  never  knew  what  faith  has  meant, 
And,  (laves  to  fin  and  fatan's  power, 
Have  never  felt  thefe  hearts  relent. 

2  What  (hall  we  do  ?  (hall  we  lie  down, 
Sink  in  defpair,  and  groan,  and  die  ? 
And,  funk  beneath  the  Almighty's  frown, 
Not  glance  one  cheerful  hope  on  high  ? 


HOPE.  231 

3  Forbid  it,   Saviour!  to  thy  grace 
As  Tinners,  Grangers,  we  will  come; 
Among  thy  faints  we  afk  a  place, 
For  in  thy  mercy  there  is  room. 

4  Lord,  we  believe  !   O  chafe  away 
The  gloomy  clouds  of  unbelief: 
Lord,  we  repent !   O  let  thy  ray 
Diffolve  our  hearts  in  facred  grief! 

5  Now  fpread  the  banner  of  thy  love, 
And  let  us  know  that  we  are  thine, 
Cheer  us  with  bleifmgs  from  above, — 
With  all  the  joys  of  hope  divine. 

CCXXXT.     L.  M.     Chard  Tune. 
Hope  in  Darknefs, 

1  r\  GOD,  my  Sun,  thy  blifsful  rays 

^-^   Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart ! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enlivening  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  thro'  the  ihades,  a  glimpfe  of  day 
Appears  to  thefe  defining  eyes  ! 

But  mall  my  drooping  fpirit  fay, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  never  rife  ? 

3  O  let  me  not  defpairing  mourn, 

Tho'  gloomy  darknefs  fpreads  the  ficy  ; 
My  glorious  Sun  will  yet  return 
And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

4  O  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day, 
When  hope  (hall  in  fruition  die  ' 
So  tapers  lofe  their  feebls  ray, 
Beneath  the  fun's  refulgent  ce. 

d  d 


2j2«  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 


.     CCXXXII.     8.8.6.     Baltimore  Tune. 

Hoping  and  Longing,  Num.  xiii.  30.  Deut.  iii.  2£- 

i    /"^OME,  Lord,  and  help  us  to  rejoice, 
^*   In  hope  that  we  (hall  hear  thy  voice, 

Shall  one  day  fee  our  God; 
Shall  ceafe  from  all  our  painful  ftxife, 
Handle  and  tafte  the  word  of  life, 

And  feel  the  fprinkled  blood. 

2  Let  us  not  always  make  our  moan. 
Nor  worfhip  thee  a  God  unknown  ; 

But  let  us  live  to  prove 
Thy  peoples  reft,  thy  faints  delight, 
The  length  and  breadth,  the  depth  and  height 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earned  hope, 

We  Hand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

See  all  the  land  below  ; 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rife, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradife 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow  : 

4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favor'd  with  God's  peculiar  fmile, 

With  every  bleffing  bleft : 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfe<5t  peace 

And  everlafting  reft. 

5  O  when  {hall  we  at  once  go  up, 
Nor  this  fide  Jordan  longer  flop, 

But  the  good  land  poffefs  : 
When  (hall  we  end  our  ling'iing  years, 
Our  forrows,  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

An  bowling  wildernefs ! 


HorE.  233. 

6  O  deareft  Jofliua  !  bring  us  in  ; 
Difplay  thy  grace,  forgive  our  fin, 

Our  unbelief  remo\e : 
The  heavenly  Canaan,  Lord,  divide, 
And,  O,  with  all  the  fanclify'd, 
Give  us  a  lot  of  love  ! 

CCXXXIII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

Hope  encouraged  by  a  Vievj  of  the  Divine  Perfsdions, 
1  Sam.  xxx.  6. 

1  "\T7*HY  finks  my  weak  defponding  mind  ? 

*  *      Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  figh  ? 
Can  fovereign  goodnefs  be  unkind  ? 
Ami  not  fafe  if  God  is  nigh  ? 

2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand  : 
That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  this  fainting  frame, 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  ; 
The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  fpread !  how  bright  they  mine  ! 

4  Infinite  wifdom  !   boundlefs  power  ! 
Unchanging  faithfulnefs  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  truft,  while  I  adore, 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave ; 
A  prefent  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear  and  ftrong  to  fave. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  my  breafr.  ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  blefl. 

D  d  2 


234-         GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

CCXXXIV.     L.  M.     Steele.   ' 

Happy  Poverty;  or,  the  Poor  in  Spirit  blejjcd, 
Matt.  v.  3. 

1  "X^E  humble  fouls,  complain  no  more, 

-*-     Let  faith  furvey  your  future  (tore ; 
How  happy,  how  divinely  bleft, 
The  facred  words  of  truth  atteit. 

2  When  confcious  grief  laments  fincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear  ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  reverfion  in  the  ikies. 

3  Tn  vain  the  fons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Defpife  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride : 
In  vain  they  boaft  their  little  (tores, 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours: — 

4  A  kingdom  of  immenfe  delight, 

Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite  ; 
Where  undeclining  pleafures  rife, 
And  every  wiih  hath  full  fupplies  : 

5  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  fweeps  earthly  thrones  away; 
The  (late  which  power  and  truth  fuftain, 
Unmov'd  for  ever  muit  remain. 

6  There  (hall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  friend  that  dy'd  for  you ; 
That  dy'd  to  ranfom,  dy'd  to  raife 

To  crowns  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

7  Jefus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer, 
Reveal,  confirm  my  interelt  there  : 
Whate'er  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  foul  defires  to  know  3 


HUT.iTLTTY.  235, 

8   O  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 

Pronounce  the  gloiious  blefiing  mine  ! 
E.roll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largolt  wiihes  aik  no  more. 

CCXXXV.     C.  M. 

Humble  Pleading  for  Mercy, 

1  Y    ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  (inners  lie„ 
-Lj  And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcaft  eye, 

Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  [On  us,  the  vaft  extent  difplay 

Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  We  (ink,  with  all  this  weight  opprefs'd, 

Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 
O,  give  our  troubled  fpirits  reft, 
Our  numerous  fears  dilpel.] 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy  we  implore, 

O  may  thy  bowels  move  ! 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaufllefs  (tore, 
And  thou  thyfelf  art  love. 

5  O,  for  thy  own,  for  Jefus'  fake, 

Our  many  fins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 
And  breaking  foon  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 

And  thy  dominion  own  ; 
Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 
To  repoffefs  thy  throne. 


1$6,2*J.    GRACES   OF    THE   SPIRIT. 

CCXXXVr.     L.  M.     Bzddome. 
7" 'he  humble  Publican,  Luke  xviii.  13. 

1  If   ORD,  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart, 
-*-1  To  thee  I  look — to  thee  I  cry ; 
Supply  my  wants,  and  eafe  my  fraart, 

0  help  me  foon,  or  elfe  I  die. 

2  Here  on  my  foul  a  burden  lies, 
No  human  power  can  it  remove; 
My  numerous  fins  like  mountains  rife, 
Do  thou  reveal  thy  pardoning  love. 

3  Break  off  thefe  adamantine  chains, 
From  cruel  bondage  fet  me  free  ; 
Refcue  from  everlafting  pains, 

And  bring  me  fafe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

CCXXXVII.     7s.     Madan's  Collection. 
A  Prayer  for  Humility, 

1  "I    ORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
-*-*   Poor  in  fpirit,  meek  in  heart, 

1  fhall  as  my  Matter  be, 
Rooted  in  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Chang'd  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleas'd  with  all  the  Lord  provides, 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  befides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  foul  on  thee  ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
Nothing  want  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  feek  and  find 
Every  good  in  jfefus  join'd  ! 
Him  let  Ifrael  Tt ill  adore, 
Truft  him,  praife  him  evermore. 


JOY  AND  REJOICING.     238,  239, 

CCXXXVIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  God,  Jer.  ix.  23,   24. 

rPHE  righteous  Lord,  fupremely  great, 
-*-     Maintains  his  univerfal  ftate  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  his  pow'r  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footftool  bends. 
Yet  juiHce  (till  with  power  prefides, 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  his  delight, 
And  faints  are  lovely  in  his  light. 
No  more,  ye  wife,  your  wifdom  boad, 
No  mote,  ye  ftrong  your  valor  trufl: ; 
No  more,  ye  rich,  furvey  your  (tore, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  mining  ore. 
Glory,  ye  faints,  in  this  alone, 
That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  fovereign  fvvay, 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 
Our  wifdom,  wealth,  and  power  we  find, 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd  ; 
On  him  we  fix  our  roving  eyes. 
And  all  our  fouls  in  raptures  rife. 
!  All  elfe,  which  we  our  treafare  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 
But  what  their  happinefs  can  move, 
Whom  God  the  blelTed  deigns  to  love  ? 

CCXXXIX.     S.  M.     Salem  New  Tune. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  of  God,  Pfalm  cxxxviii.  $* 

"VTOW  let  our  voices  join 
■^    To  form  a  facred  fong  ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  mufic  pafs  along. 


240,  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

2  How  ftraight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  ! 

No  lurking  gins  t'entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  deftroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  paradife 
In  rich  profufion  fpring  ; 

The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  fing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  fpires 
In  beauteous  profpecl  rife  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  fparkle  thro'  the  flues. 

5  AW  honor  to  his  name, 
Who  marks  the  (hining  way  ; 

To  him,  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endlefs  day. 

CCXL.     7s.     Cennick. 
Rejoicing  in  Hops,  Ifiiah  xxxv.  io.   Luke  xii.  32. 

1  /CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
^*   As  ye  journey,  fweetly  fing ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praiie, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God. 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  yc 
Soon  their  happinefs  (hall  fee. 

3  O  ye  banim'd  feed  be  glad  ! 
Chr'ijl  our  advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  fave,  our  flefh  affumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 


JOY  AND  REJOICING.  24.1, 

4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bled, 
Y  u  on  Je/ns'  throne  (hall  reft; 
There  vour  feat  is  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jtfut  Chrifl,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undifmay'd  go  on. 

C  Lord!  fubmimve  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  Hill  will  follow  thee  ! 


CCXLI.     L.  M.     Cchvper. 


Return  of  Joy. 

1  VT7HEN  darknefs  long  has  veiPd  my  mind, 

*  *      And  fmiling  day  once  more  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 
And  bluih  that  I  mould  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  aft  fo  bafe  a  part, 

Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee  ! 

3  O  !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 
(What  I  am  ltill  fo  flow  to  learn  ;) 
That  God  is  love  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  lhadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  eafy  to  repeat  ! 
But  when  my  faith  is  fharply  try'd, 
I  find  myfelf  a  learner  yet, 
Unikilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  Aide. 

E  e 


1\1.         GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  difobedient  will  ; 
Drives  doubt  and  difcontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  (till. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  1  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praife  receive  ; 
Be  fhame,  and  felf-abhorrence,  mine. 

CCXLII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 
Jujlice  and  Equity ',  Matt.  vii.  12. 

1  T3LESSED  Redeemer,  how  divine, 
■*-*   How  righteous  is  this  rule  of  thine, 
"  Never  to  deal  with  others  worfe 

u  Than  we  would  have  them  deal  with  us !" 

2  This  golden  lefTon,  fhort  and  plain, 
Gives  nor  the  mind  nor  memory  pain  : 
And  every  confcience  mud:  approve 
This  univerfal  law  of  love. 

3  'Tis  written  in  each  mortal  breafr. 
Where  all  our  tendered:  wiflies  rcfl : 
We  draw  it  from  our  inmoft  veins, 
"Where  love  to  felf  refides  and  reigns, 

4  Is  reafon  ever  at  a  lofs  ? 

Call  in  felf-love  to  judge  the  caufe : 
Let  our  own  fondeit  pafiions  mew 
How  we  fiiould  treat  our  neighbour  too. 

5  How  blefs'd  would  every  nation  prove, 
Thus  rul'd  by  equity  and  love  ! 

All  would  be  friends  without  a  foe, 
And  form  a  paradife  below. 


JUSTICE KNOWLEDGE.  243, 

6  JefitSy  forgive  us,  that  we  keep 
Thv  facred  law  of  Jove  afleep  ; 
And  take  our  envy,  wrath  and  pride, 
Thofe  favage  paffions  for  our  guide. 

CCXLIII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

God  flitting  into  the  Heart,   2  Cor.  iv.  6. 

1  "D  RAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundlefs  might, 
-*■     With  uncreated  glories  bright ! 

His  prefence  gilds  the  worlds  above  ; 
The  unchanging  fource  of.  light  and  love. 

2  Cur  rifing  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  fubftantial  darknefs  veil'd  ; 
The  fhapelefs  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
Lay  buried  in  the  horrid  gloom. 

3  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  faid, 
And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  fpread  ; 
Nature  array'd  in  charms  unknown, 
Gay  with  its  new-born  luftre  fnone. 

4  He  fees  the  mind,  when  loft:  it  lies 
In  fhades  of  ignorance  and  vice, 
And  darts  from  heaven  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

5  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigor  mine 
On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  let  thy  glories  (land  reveal'd, 
As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 

6  My  foul,  reviv'd  by  heav'n-born  day, 
Thy  radiant  image  mall  difpiay, 
While  all  my  faculties  unite 

To  praife  the  Lord,  who  gives  me  light. 
E  e  2 


244?  245'    GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT* 

CCXLIV.    L.  M. 
One  Thing  I  know >  John  ix.  25.   Ifaiah  liv.  1 3. 

1  "P\EAR  Saviour,  make  me  wife  to  fee 
-*^    My  fin,  and  guilt,  and  remedy  ; 
5Tis  faid,   of  all  thy  blond  has  bought, 

"  They  (hall  of  Ifrael's  God  be  taught," 

2  Their  plague  of  heart  thy  people  know  ; 
They  know  thy  name  and  trull  thee  too  ; 
They  know  the  gofpel's  blifsful  found, 
The  paths  where  endlefs  joys  abound. 

3  They  know  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Theirs  is  eternal  life  begun  : 

Unto  falvation  they  are  wife, 
Their  grace  (hall  into  glory  rife. 

4  But — ignorance  itielf  am  I, 

Born  blind — eflrang'd  from  thee  I  lie ;  . 

0  Lord>  to  thee  I  humbly  own 

1  nothing  know  as  fliould  be  known. 

5  I  fcarce  know  God,  or  Chrl/l9  or  (in, 
My  foes  without,  or  plague  within  ; 
Know  not  my  intereft,   Lord,   in  thee, 
In  pardon,  peace,  or  liberty. 

6  But  help  me  to  declare  to-day, 
If  many  things  I  cannot  fay, 

"  One  thing  I  know,"  all  praife  to  thee, 
"  Tho'  blind  I  was — yet  now  I  fee.  " 

CCXLV.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 

Knowledge  at  prefent  tmperfeEt,    1  Cor.  xiii.  9. 

1    nrTIY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  fea, 
•*■     Thy  paths  1  cannot  trace  ; 
Nor  comprehend  the  myftcry 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 


KNOWLEDGE LIBEBALITY.      246. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  rlefh  and  fenfe, 

My  captive  foul  furround  ; 
Mvfterioits  deeps  of  providence, 
My  wandering  thoughts  confound. 

3  When  I  behold  thy  awful  hand 

My  earthly  hopes  deftroy  ; 

In  deep  afronifhment  I  ftand, 

And  alk  the  reafon,  why  ? 

4  As  thro*  a  glafs  I  dimly  fee 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

5  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  blefs  thee  for  the  fight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  reft  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

6  With  rapture  fhall  I  then  furvey 

Thy  providence,  and  grace  ; 
And  fpend  an  everlafting  day 
In  wonder,  love  and  praife. 

CCXLVT.     L.  M. 

Liberality ;  or,  the  Duty  and  Pleafures  of  Benevolence. 

1  f~\   WHAT  ftnpendous  mercy  fhines 
^-^   Around  the  majefty  of  heaven  ! 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  fons, 
Their  fouls  renew'd,  their  fins  forgiven. 

2  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 
The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  fun  ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  tho'  feeble  light, 
Thro'  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run  : 


247'  GRACES   OF   THE   SPIRIT. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings 
Swift  let  the  great  falvation  fly  ; 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  (icknefs  help  apply. 

4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  woe, 
And  be  her  counfellor  and  fray  ; 
Adopt  the  fatherlefs,  and  fmooth 
To  ufeful,  happy  life  his  way. 

5  Let  age  with  want  and  weaknefs  bow'd, 
Your  bowels  of  compaffion  move 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  blefs'd, 
Their  hatred  recompens'd  with  love. 

6  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 
Renounce  felf-righteoufnefs  with  fcorn  ; 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the  chriftian  name  adorn. 

CCXLVII.    L.  M.    Lebanon  Tune.  D.  Turner. 

Thou  fi  alt  love  the  Lord  thy  God,  &c. 
Deut.  vi.  5. 

1  VES,  I  would  love  thee,  blelTed  God! 

•*■     Paternal  goodnefs  marks  thy  name  j 
Thy  praifes  thro'  thy  high  abode, 
The  heav'nly  hofts  with  joy  proclaim. 

2  Freely  thou  giv'fr.  thy  deareft  Son, 
For  man  to  fuffer,  bleed,  and  die  ; 
And  brdfl  me,  as  a  wretch  undone, 
For  all  I  want  on  him  rely. 

3  In  him  thy  reconciled  face, 
With  joy  unfpeakable  I  fee  ; 

And  feel  thy  powerful,  wondrous  grace 
Draw  and  unite  mv  foul  to  thee. 


LOVE  tO  GOD.  248. 

4  Whene'er  my  foolilh  wandering  heart, 
Attracted  by  a  creature's  power. 
Would  from  this  blifsful  centre  ftart 
Lord,  fix  it  there  to  ilray  no  more! 

CCXLVIII.     C.  M.     Ryland,  Junior. 
Delight  in  God,  Pfalm  xxxvii.  4. 

1  r\  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
^^   And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  belt,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  ftreams  are  dry'd, 

Thy  fulnefs  is  the  fame  ; 
,     May  I  with  this  be  fatisfy'd, 
And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  Why  mould  the  foul  a  drop  bemoan 

Who  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  fountain  which  will  ever  run 
With  waters  fweet  and  clear  ? 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  muft  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

5  O  that  T  had  a  Wronger  faith 

To  look  within  the  veil, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  faith, 
Whofe  word  can  never  fail ! 

C  He  that  has  made  my  heaven  fecure  <i 

Will  here  all  good  provide  : 
While  Chrlfl  is  rich  can  I  be  poor, 
Who  am  his  much-lov'd  bride  ? 


249?  250'    GRACF<?  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
7   O  Lord,   T  caft  my  caie  on  thee, 
I  tiiumph  and  adore  ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  (hall  be 
To  love  and  pleafe  thee  more. 

CCXL1X.   L.  M    Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
Lo  e  to  Christ  prefent  or  abfent, 

1  (~\F  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 
^J   Jcfus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  reft  ; 
Love,  the  beft  bleffing  here  below, 
The  neareft  image  of  the  bleft. 

2  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 
There's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove ; 
Each  fmile  upon  thy  beauteous  face 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  While  of  thy  abfence  we  complain, 
And  long,  or  weep  in  all  we  do, 
There's  a  ftrange  pleafu^e  in  the  pain, 
And  tears  have  their  own  fweetneis  too. 

4  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove ; 
Or  alk  the  watchmen  of  the  night 

For  fome  kind  tidings  of  our  love, 
Thy  very  name  creates  delight. 

5  Jefus,  our  God,  yet  rather  come  ; 
Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face; 
'Tis  bed:  to  fee  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  prefence  of  his  grace. 

CCL.     7s.     Cookham  Tune.     Newton. 

Lovejl  thou  me?  John.xxi.  16. 

I   5"  B  TS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

-*-     Oft  it  caufes  anxious  thought: 
Do  T   love  the  Lord  or  no; 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  i 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST.  2CC* 


2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 
Why  this  dull  and  lifelefs  frame  ? 
Hardly,  fure,  can  they  be  worfe, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  [Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  talk  and  burden  prove ; 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  fin, 
Can  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ?] 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  ftubborn  will, 
Find  my  fin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feci, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  r 

7  [Could  I  joy  his  faints  to  meet, 
Choofe  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd; 
Find,  at  times,  the  promife  fweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord?~] 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  cafe! 
Thou  who  art  thy  peoples  fun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  mere  and  mere, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  be";n  to-dav. 


Z$I.  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

CCLI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric  Poems, 

Definng  to  love  Christ. 

i    /"^OME,  let  me  love  :  or  is  my  mind 
^   Harden'd  to  (tone,  or  froze  to  ice  ? 
I  fee  the  blefled  fair  one  bend 
And  (loop  to  embrace  me  from  the  ikies ! 

2  O  !   'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 

That  thofe  fweet  lips,  that  heavenly  look 
Should  feek  and  wifh  a  mortal  love  I 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
Bound  to  fuftain  eternal  pains ; 
He  flew  on  wings  of  ftrong  defire, 
AfTum'd  my  guilt,  and  took  my  chains* 

4  infinite  grace !  almighty  charms ! 
Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  Ikies  ! 
jfefus  the  God,  extends  his  arms, 
Hangs  on  a  crofs  of  love,  and  dies. 

5  Did  pity  ever  (loop  fo  low, 
Drefs'd  in  divinity  and  blood  ? 
Was  ever  rebel  courted  fo 

In  groans  of  an  expiring  God? 

6  Again  he  lives  and  fpreads  his  hands, 
Hands  that  were  naii'd  to  torturing  fmart ; 

«'  By  thefe  dear  wounds,"  fays  he  ;  and  Hands 
And  prays  to  clafp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  mull  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  paffions  move  ? 
Lord!  melt  this  flinty  heart  to  tears.; 
This  heart  mall  yield  to  death  or  love. 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST.       252,253, 

CCLII.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stlnni.tt. 
Profejfi'jn  of  Love  to  Cmrist. 

1  A  ND  have  I,  Chnjl^  no  love  to  thee, 
-^*-   No  paflion  for  thy  charms  ? 

No  wifli  my  Saviour's  face  to  fee, 
And  dwell  within  his  arms  ? 

2  Is  there  no  fpark  of  gratitude 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine, 
To  him  whofe  generous  bofom  glow'd 
With  friendihip  all  divine  ? 

3  Can  I  pronounce  his  charming  name, 

His  acts  of  kindnefs  tell ; 
And,  while  I  dwell  upon  the  theme, 
No  fweet  emotion  feel  ? 

4  Such  bafe  ingratitude  as  this 

What  heart  but  muft  detefr  ! 
Sure  Chrijl  deferves  the  nobieft  place 
In  every  human  breair. 

5  A  very  wretch,   Lord,  I  fhould  prove, 

Had  I  no  love  to  thee  : 
Rather  than  not  my  Saviour  love, 
O  may  I  ceafe  to  be  ! 

CCLIII.    8s.    New  Jerufalena  Tune.    B.  Francis. 
Supreme  Love  to  Christ. 

1    "V/TY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
±VX   j^js  praife3  aloucj  X'll  proclaim, 
And  join  with  the  armies  above 
To  fhout  his  adorable  name. 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  focefontly  mine, 
My  boundlefs  ineffable  joy. 

Ff  2 


2j$.  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 
My  foul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  fmiles  of  my  GW, 
And  in  his  fwcet  prefence  to  dwell ; 
To  fhine  with  the  angels  of  light, 
With  faints  and  with  feraphs  to  fing, 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jefus,  my  Saviour,   my  King. 

3  In  Mcjbcch,  as  yet,  I  refide, 
A  darkfome  and  refilefs  abode  ! 
Molelred  with  foes  on  each  fide, 
And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God. 
O,  when  mall  my  fpirit  exchange 
This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 

For  manfions  celeflial,  and  range 
Thro'  realms  of  ineffable  day  1 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer!   Llong 
To  fee  thee  defcend  on  the  cloud, 
Amidir.  the  bright  numberlefs  throng, 
And  mix  with  the  triumphing  crowd: 
O,  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  afcend, 
To  join  in  thy  praifes  above, 

To  gaze  on  thee,  world  without  end, 
And  feaft  on  thy  ravifhing  love  ? 

5  Nor  forrow,  nor  ficknefs,  nor  pain* 
Nor  fin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 
Shali  ever  moled  me  again, 
Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there. 
This  foul  and  this  body  fhall  fhine 
In  robes  of  faivation  and  praife, 
And  banquet  on  pleafures  divine, 
Where  God  his  full  beauty  difplays. 


B1 


LOVE  TO  THE  BRETHREN.         254. 

»  Ye  palaces,  fceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  difdain  I  furvey  ; 
Your  pomps  are  but  fhadows  and  founds, 
And  pafs  in  a  moment  away: 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  beftows, 
Yon  permanent  fun  (hall  outfhine  ; 
My  joy  everla(Ungly  flows, 
My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 

CCLIV.     S.  M.     Vermont  Tune.     Fawcett. 

Love  to  the  Brethren. 

LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  chriiHan  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

We  (hare  our  mutual  woes  ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 

The  fympathizing  tear. 

When  we  afunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain, 
But  we  (hall  ftifl  be  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  fee  the  day. 

From  forrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  fin-,  we  mall  be  free  ; 
And  perfeft  love  and  friendfhip  reign 

Thro'  all  eternity. 


255?  25^*    GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 
CCLV.     S.  M.     Beddome. 
Chrifian  Love>  Gal.  iii.  28. 

1  T    ET  party  names  no  more 

-**— '  The  chriftian  world  o'erfpread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  onf  in  Chrift  their  head. 

2  Among  the  faints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found ; 

Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 
With  mutual  bleffings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banim'd  far  away ; 

Thofe  mould  in  ftricleft  friendfliip  dwell, 
Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Refemble  that  above, 

Where  dreams  of  pleafure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

CCLVT.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Heart  purified  to  unfeigned  love  of  the  Brethren 
by  the  Spirit,   1  Peter  i.  22. 

1  (^  REAT  Spirit  of  immortal  love, 

^~*    Vouchafe  our  frozen  hearts  to  move ; 
With  ardor  ftrong  thefe  breafrs  inflame 
To  all  that  own  a  Saviour's  name. 

2  Still  let  the  heavenly  fire  endure 
Fervent  and  vigorous,  true  and  pure  : 
Let  every  heart  and  every  hand 
Join  in  the  dear  fraternal  band. 

3  Celeflial  Dove,  defcend,  and  bring 
The  fmiling  bleffings  on  thy  wing  ; 
And  make  us  tafre  thofe  fwcets  below 
Which  in  the  blifsful  manfions  grow. 


LOVE  TO  ENEMIES.     Itf,  258. 
CCLVIT.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Love  to  our  neighbour;   or,  the  Good  Samaritan, 
Luke  x.  29 — 37. 
i   "J7ATHER  of  mercies,  fend  thy  grace, 
■*•     AH-powerful  from  above, 
To  form,  in  our  obedient  fouls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 
2   O  may  our  iympathizing  breads 
That  generous  pleafure  know  ; 
Kindly  to  (hare  in  others  joy, 
And  weep  for  others  woe. 
5  When  the  mod  helplefs  fons  of  grief, 
In  low  diftrefs  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  fwift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  jfefus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  thron'd  above  the  fides  ; 
And  'midft  the  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compafTion  rife. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raife  us  from  the  ground ; 
And  fhed  the  richeft  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

CCLVIII.     C  M. 

Love  to  our  Enemies  from  the  example  o/*Christ, 
Luke  xxiii.  34.  Mat.  v.  44. 

1  A  LCUD  we  fing  the  wondrous  grace, 
x  ■*■    Chrijl  to  his  murderers  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  torturing  crofs  its  throne, 

And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

2  "  Father,  forgive,"  his  mercy  cried, 

With  his  expiring  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  bleffings  down 
On  thofe  who  wrought  his  death. 


£59*  ©RACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  Jefus,  this  wondrous  love  we  fing, 

And  whilit  we  fing  admire  ; 
Breathe  on  our  fouls,  and  kindle  there, 

The  fame  celeitial  fire. 

4.  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  we 
For  enemies  will  pray  ; 
With  love,  their  hatred,  and  their  curfe 
With  blelTings  will  repay. 

CCLIX.     C  M.     Providence  College  Tune. 
Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

All  Attainments  vain  without  Love,    I  Cor. 
xiii.  l — 3. 

1  CHOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
^   Her  richefl:  gifts  on  me, 

Still,  O  my  God,   I  mould  be  poor, 
If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

2  Not  Paining  wit,  nor  manly  fenfe, 

Could  make  me  truly  good  : 
Not  zeal  itfelf  could  recompenfe 
The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  T  poffefs  the  gift  of  tongues, 

But  were  deny'd  thy  grace, 
My  loudeft  words,  my  loftieft  fongs 
Would  be  but  founding  brafs. 

4  Tho'  thou  fhould'ft  give  me  heavenly  fkill. 

Each  myftery  to  explain, 
If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had  1  fo  ftrong  a  faith,  my  God, 

As  mountains  to  remove, 
No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  lore. 


MEEKNESS.  260. 


6  [What  tho'  to  gratify  my  pride, 

And  make  my  heaven  fecure, 
All  my  pofleflions  I  divide, 
Among  the  hungry  poor  ! 

7  What  tho'  my  body  I  confign 

To  the  devouring  flame, 
In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  mine 
In  rolls  of  endlefs  fame  ! 

8  Thefe  fplendid  acts  of  vanity, 

Tho'  all  the  world  applaud, 
If  deftitute  of  charity, 

Can  never  pleafe  my  God.']   , 

9  O  grant  me  then  this  one  requeh1, 

And  I'll  be  fatisfy'd  ; 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  bread, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 


CCLX.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
The  Meek  beautified  with  Salvation,  Pfalm  cxli::.  4. 

1  "Y"E  humble  fouls,  rejoice, 

■*•     And  cheerful  praifes  fing ; 
Wake  all  your  harmony  of  voice, 
For  Jefus  is  your  King.   _ 

2  That  meek  and  lowly  Lord, 
Whom  here  your  fouls  have  known, 

Pledges  the  honor  of  his  word 
T'  avow  you  for  his  own. 

3  He  brings  falvation  near, 

For  which  his  blood  was  paid  ; 
How  beauteous  mall  your  fouls  appear, 
Thus  fumptuoufly  array'd  ! 
G  ff 


l6l.         GRACES  OF  THE-  SPIRIT. 

4  Sing,  for  the  day  is  nigh, 
When  near  your  Saviour's  feat, 

The  talleft  fons  of  pride  (hall  lie, 
The  footftool  of  your  feet. 

5  Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  all  thy  faints  confefs, 

The  royal  robes,  in  which  they  mine, 
Were  wrought  by  fovereign  grace. 

CCLXI.     C.  M.     Needham. 

Moderation;  or,  the  Saint  indeed,  Phil.  iv.  5. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man,  whofe  cautious  fleps, 
*  4-   Still  keep  the  golden  mean : 
Whofe  life,  by  wifdom's  rules  well  form'd, 

Declares  a  confcience  clean. 

2  Not  of  himfelf  he  highly  thinks, 

Nor  ads  the  boafler's  part, 
His  modelt  tongue  the  language  fpeaks 
Of  his  ftill  humbler  heart. 

3  Not  in  bafe  fcandal's  arts  he  deals, 

For  truth  dwells  in  his  breafl: ; 
"With  grief  he  fees  his  neighbour's  faults, 
And  thinks  and  hopes  the  beft. 

4  What  bleflings  bounteous  heaven  beftows 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart  ; 
With  temp'rance  he  both  eats  and  drinks, 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 

5  To  feci:  or  party,  his  large  foul 

Difdains  to  be  confin'd  ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 


MODF.RATIOxM.  itl, 


6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 

Of  truth  and  heavenly  love  ; 
The  bigots  rage  can  never  dwell 
Where  relts  the  peaceful  dove. 

7  His  bufinefs  is  to  keep  his  heart, 

Each  paflion  to  control  ; 

Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 

The  empire  of  his  foul. 

8  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  fet, 

His  treafure  is  above  ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  fovereign  good, 
Can  claim  his  hioheft  love. 


CCLXII.     L.  M. 

Agur's  WifJj,  Proverbs  xxx.  7,   8,  9. 

1    r~PHUS  Jgur  breath'd  his  warm  defire, 
-*     "  My  God,  two  favors  I  require, 
"  In  neither  my  requeft  deny, 
M  Vouchfafe  them  both  before  I  die. 

1  Far  from  my  heart  and  tents  exclude 
'  Thofe  enemies  to  all  that's  good, 

*  Folly,   whofe  pleafures  end  in  death, 

*  And  fa  flood's  peltilential  breath: 

3  "  Be  neither  wealth  nor  want  my  lot: 
<  Below  the  doom,  above  the  cot, 
4  Let  me  my  life  unanxious  lead, 
1  And  know  nor  luxury  nor  need." 

4  Thefe  wifhes,  Lord,  we  make  our  own  : 
O  fhed  in  moderation  down 

Thy  bounties,  'till  this  mortal  breath, 
Expiring,  tunes  thy  praife  in  death  1 
G  g  2 


26J.         GRACES  OF   THE  SPIRIT. 

5  But  fhovildft  thou  large  poiTeflions  give, 
May  we  with  thankfulnefs  receive 
The  exuberance — (till  our  Gcd  adore 
And  blefs  the  needy  from  our  (tore ! 

6  Or  mould  we  feel  the  pains  of  want, 
Submiflion,  refignation  grant, 

'Till  thou  'halt  fend  the  wifh'd  fupply> 
Or  call  us  to  the  blifs  on  high. 

CCLXITT.     L.  M. 

Chrijl'ian  Patience  >  Luke  xxi.  19. 

1  pATIENCE  !  O  what  a  grace  divine  ! 
•*•  Sent  from  the  God  of  power  and  love 
SubmiiTive  to  its  Father's  hand, 

As  thro'  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove* 

2  By  patience  we  ferenely  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  (late, 
And  wait  contented  our  difcharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 

3  Tho'  we  in  full  fenfation  feel 

The  weight,  the  wounds  our  God  ordains, 
We  fmile  amid  our  heavieft  woes, 
And  triumph  in  our  fharpeft  pains. 

4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breaft, 
'Till  life's  tumultuous  vrtyage  is  o'er, 
We  reach  the  mores  of  endlefs  reft  I 

9  Faith  into  virion  fhall  refign, 
Hope  fhall  in  full  fruition  die ; 
And  patience  in  poiTcliion  end 
In  the  bright  worlds  of  blifs  on  high. 


D- 


PATIENCE PEACE.     264,  265. 

CCLXIV.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

Patience. 
EAR  Lord,   tho'  bitter  is  the  cup 


unite 


"'iiv  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up, 
That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee, 

2  Dam  it  with  thine  unchanging  love, 
Let  not  a  drop  of  wrath  be  there ; 
The  faints  for  ever  blefs'd  above, 
Were  often  moil  afHicled  here. 

3  From  jfefus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And  humbly  kifs  the  chuitening  rod, 
When  its  feverelt  llrokes  I  feel. 

CCLXV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
God  /peaking  Peace  to  his  People,  Pfalm  lxxxv.  §. 

1  1   1NITE,   my  roving  thoughts, 
^    In  filence  foft  and  fweet : 

And  thou,   my  foul,  lit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend ; 
For  lo  !    the  everlafting  God 
Proclaims  himfelf  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  foul 

The  founds  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  temper!  at  his  word  fubfides, 
And  winds  and  feas  obey. 

4  Ey  all  its  joys,   I  charge  my  hea: ■*., 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more  ; 
But  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 


±66.  GRACES   OF   THE   SPIRIT. 

CCLXVI.     1 1 2th.     R.Hill. 
A  Prayer  for  the  promifed  ReJ},  Ifaiah  xxvi.  3, 

1  T\EAR  friend  of  friendlefs  finners,  hear, 
-*^    And  magt.iry  thy  grace  divine  : 
Pardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 

That  would  his  heart  to  thee  relign  : 
A  worm  by  felf  and  fin  cppreft, 
That  pants  to  reach  thy  promis'd  reft. 

2  With  holy  fear,  and  reverend  love 

I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne ; 
I  long  in  thee  to  live,  and  move, 

And  ftay  myfelf  on  thee  alone : 
Teach  me  to  lean  upon  thy  breaft, 
To  find  in  thee  the  promifed  reft. 

3  Thou  fay'ft  thou  wilt,  thv  fervants  keep, 

In  perfect  peace,  whofe  minds  fhall  be 
Like  new-born  babes,  or  helplefs  fheep, 

Completely  ftay'd,  dear  Lord,  on  thee: 
How  calm  their  ftate,  how  truly  bieft, 
Who  truft  on  thee  the  promifed  reft  ! 

j.  Take  me,  my  Saviour,  as  thine  own, 
And  vindicate  my  righteous  caufe  ; 

Be  thou  my  portion,   Lord,  alone  ; 
And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws  : 

In  thy  dear  arms  of  love  carefs'd, 

Give  me  to  find  thy  promis'd  reft. 

;  Bid  the  tempeftuous  rage  of  fin 
With  all  its  wrathful  fury  die  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer  dwell  within, 

And  turn  my  forrows  into  joy  : 
O  may  my  heart,  by  thee  pofTefs'd, 
Know  thee  to  be  my  promis'd  reft  ! 


REPENTANCE,  26 J ,  268. 

CCLXVTI.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

God  hath  commanded  all  Men  every  where  to  repent, 

A  els  xvii.  30. 
I   "  "O  EPENT,"  the  voice  celeftial  cries, 
*^  Nor  longer  dare  delay  : 
The  wretch  that  fcorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 
t  No  more  the  fovereign  eye  of  God 
O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  are  difpatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  fin. 
3  The  fummons  reach  thro'  all  the  earth  ; 
Let  earth  attend  and  fear  : 
Liften,  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 

And  iet  your  vafials  hear. 
Together  in  his  prefence  bow, 
And  all  vour  guilt  confefs  ; 
Embrace  the  blefTed  Saviour  now, 

Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 
Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  found, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar: 
For  mercy  knows  the  appointed  bound, 

And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 
Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days! 
Our  hearts  fubdued  by  goodnefs  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praife. 

CCLXVIII.    CM.    Dr. Doddridge. 

Peter's  Admonition  to  Simon  Magus,  turned  into 

Prayer,   Aclsviii.  21 — 24. 
OEARCHER  of  hearts,  before  thy  face, 
*^   I  all  my  foul  difplay  ; 
And  confcious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Intreat  thy  ftrict  furrey. 


Z69.         GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

2  If  lurking  in  its  inmoft  folds 

I  any  (in  conceal, 
O  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  fecret  guile  reveal. 

3  If  tinclur'd  with  that  odious  gall 

Unknowing  I  remain, 
Let  grace,  like  a  pure  friver  (tream, 
Warn  out  th*  accurfed  ftain. 

4  If  in  thefe  fatal  fetters  bound 

A  wretched  flave  1  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  foul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given  : 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  feal  its  claim  to  heaven. 
* 

CCLXIX.    L.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Christ  exalted  to  be  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour,  to 
give  Repentance,  A  els  v.  31. 

1  T7XALTED  Prince  of  life,  we  own 
-*--'  The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne  ; 
'Tis  fix.'d  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  feraphs  bow  at  thy  coiiimand. 

2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confefs 

The  fovereign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  mine, 
And  temper  majelty  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  refiftlefs  fceptre  fway, 
Till  all  thine  enemies  obey : 
Wide  may  thy  crofs  its  virtue  prove, 
And  conauer  millions  by  its  love  ! 


REPENTANCE.  IjQ. 

4  Mighty  to  vanquish,  and  forgive  ! 
Thine  Ifrael  (hall  repent  and  live; 
And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which  works  their  life  who  wrought  thy  death. 

CCLXX.  7s.  Cookham  Tune.  Dr.  S.  Steknett. 

Penitential  Sighs. 

1  "LEATHER,  at  thy  call  I  come; 

■*■     In  thy  bofom  there  is  room  , 

For  a  guilty  foul  to  hide, 
Prefs'd  with  grief  on  every  fide. 

2  Here  I'll  make  my  piteous  moan  ; 
Thou  canft  underitand  a  groan  : 
Here  my  fins,   and  forrows  tell ; 

What  I  feel  thou  knov/eft  well.  -   - 

3  Ah  !   how  foolifh  I  have  been, 
To  obey  the  voice  of  fin, 

To  forget  thy  love  to  me, 
And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee. 

4  Darknefs  fills  my  trembling  foul, 
Floods  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll: 
Pity,  Father,  pity  me  ; 

All  my  hope's  alone  in  thee. 

5  But,  may  fach  a  wretch  as  I, 
Self-condemn'd  and  dootn'd  to  die, 
Ever  hope  to  be  forgiven, 

And  be  fmil'd  upon  by  Heaven? 

6  May  I  round  thee  cling  and  twine, 
Call  myfelf  a  child  of  thine, 
And  prefume  to  claim  a  part 

In  a  tender  father's  heart  I 

Hh 


271.  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

7  Yes,  I  may,  for  I  efpy 

Pity  trickling  from  thine  eye  : 
'Tis  a  father's  bowels  move, 
Move  with  pardon,  and  with  love. 

8  Well  I  do  remember  too 

What  his  love  hath  deign'd  to  do  ; 
How  he  fent  a  Saviour  down, 
All  ray  follies  to  atone. 

9  Has  my  elder  Brother  died  ? 
A  nd  is  juftice  fatisfied  ? 
Why,  O  why  mould  I  defpair 
Of  my  Father's  tender  care  ? 

CCLXXI.     C.  M.     Charmouth  Tune. 
Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Penitent. 

i   pROSTRATE,  dear  ».r,  at  thy  feet 
•*-     A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy  feat 
Prefumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  O  let  not  juftice  frown  me  hence  : 

Stay,  (lay  the  vengeful  ftorm  : 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crufh  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  forrow  would  fufflce 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  fhould  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceafelefs  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  fuch  facrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  thofe  which  thou  haft  fiied, 
No  blood,  but  thou  haft  fpilt. 


RFPENTANCE.  272. 

5  Think  of  thy  forrows,  deareft  Lord, 
And  all  my  fins  forgive  : 
Juftice  will  well  approve  the  word, 
That  biJs  the  finncr  live. 


CCLXXII.     C.  M.     Steele. 

Penitence  and  Hope. 

1  TAEAR  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
-*^   The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 

Low  at  thy  feet  aiham'd  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah  vile  ungrateful  heart  ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  detain'd,  betray \J, 
From  Jefvs  to  depart — 

3  From  jfefus,  who  alone  can  give 

True  pleafure,  peace,  and  reft : 
When  abfent  from  my  Lord)  I  live 
Unfatisfy'd,  unblefh 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 

My  wandering  foul  reilores  : 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

5  O  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  figh, 
Confirm  the  kind,    forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye  ! 

€  Then  mail  the  mourner  at  thy  feet, 
Rejoice  to  feek  thy  face  ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind  !  how  fweet ! 
Thy  condefcending  grace. 
H  h   2 


273>  274*    GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

CCLXXIII.     L.  M.     Blddome. 

The  Prodigal  Son;   or,  the  repenting  Sinner  accepted, 
Luke  xv.  32. 

1  HP  HE  mighty  God  will  not  defpife 

■*■    The  contrite  heart  for  facrifice  ; 
The  deep  fetch'd  figh,  the  fecret  groaa 
Rifes  accepted  to  the  throne. 

2  He  meet3,  with  tokens  of  his  grace, 
The  trembling  lip,  the  bluming  face  ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  finners  pray, 
And  mercy  bears  their  fins  away. 

3  When  filPd  with  grief,  o'erwhelm'd  with  flume, 
He,  pitying,  heais  their  broken  frame  ; 

He  hears  their  fad  complaints,  and  fpies 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 

4  Thus,  what  a  rapturous  joy  pofTeft 
The  tender  parents  throbbing  bread, 
To  fee  his  fpendthrift  fon  return, 
And  hear  him  his  pait  follies  mourn  ! 

CCLXXIV.    C.  M.     Beddome. 
Why  iveepejl  thou?  John  xx.   13. 

1  TTTHY,  O  my  foul,  why  weepeft  thou  ? 

*  *      Tell  me  from  whence  arife 
Thofe  briny  tears  that  often  flow, 
Thofe  groans  that  pierce  the  fides  ? 

2  Is  fin  the  caufe  of  thy  complaint, 

Or  the  chaitiiing  rod  ? 
Dofl  thou  an  evil  heart  lament, 
And  mourn  an  abfent  God? 

3  Lord,  let  me  weep  for  nought  but  fin, 

And  after  none  but  thee, 
And  then,  I  would,  O  that  I  might! 
A  confta.nt  weeper  be  ! 


RESIGNATION.         275,276, 

CCLXXV.     C.  M.     Cowper. 
The  contrite  Hearty  Ifaiah  Ivii.  15. 

1  npHE  Lord  will  happinefs  divine 

■*-     On  contrite  hearts  bellow  ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  feem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Infenfible  as  Heel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  I  fometimes  think  myfelf  inclin'd 

To  love  thee,  if  I  could  ; 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 

Averfe  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  beil  deiires  are  faint  and  few, 

I   fain  would  flrive  for  more  ; 
But  when  I  cry,  "  My  drength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  Thy  faints  are  comforted  I  know, 

And  love  thy  houie  of  prayer  ; 
I  fometimes  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  O  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break, 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

CCLXXVT.     CM.     Abridge  Tune.    Beddome; 

Resignation;  or,   God  our  Portion* 

l   "1V/TY  times  of  forrow  and  of  joy, 
■*-**■   Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choice!!:  comforts  come  from  thee, 
And  go  at  thy  command. 


277*  GRACES  OF  THE   SPIRIT. 

2  If  thou  fhouldft  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  po/TefsM  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  dr.op  a  murmuring  word, 

Tho'  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  feek  enduring  happinefs 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  What  is  the  world  with  all  its  {tore  ? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter- fweet ; 
When  1  attempt  to  pluck,  the  rofe, 
A  pricking  thorn  I  meet. 

5  Here  perfect  blifs  can  ne'er  be  found, 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall ; 
Midfl:  changing  fcenes  and  dying  friends, 
Be  thou  my  all* in  all. 

CCLXXVII.     C.  M.     Cowper. 

Submijfion. 

1  C\   LORD,  my  befl  defires  fulfil, 
^*    And  help  me  to  refign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleafure  mine. 

2  Why  mould  I  fhrink  at  thy  command 

Whofe  love  forbids  my  fears  r* 
Or  trembly  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  moil  I  prize  to  thee  ; 

"Who  never  haft  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withheld  from  me. 


RESIGNATION.  278 

4  Thy  favor  all  my  journey  thro', 
Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant ; 
What  elfe  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  (till  to  want. 

c  Wifdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 
Shall  I  refift  them  both? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crufh'd  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But  ah  !   my  inward  fpirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  fway  ; 
Elfe  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  fides, 
Drives  all  thefe  thoughts  away. 


CCLXXVIII.     C.  M.     Stlele. 

Filial  Subml/fion,  Heb.  xii.  7. 

1  A  ND  can  my  heart  afpire  fo  high, 
-^  To  fay,  "  My  Father,  God!" 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 

And  learn  to  kifs  the  rod. 

2  I  would  fubmit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wife  ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  (till, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rife. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkfome  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  ferene  ; 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  fcene. 

4  "  My  Father" — O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  afk  the  blifs  thofe  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


279*  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

CCLXXIX.    C.  M.    Grove  Houfe  Tune. 
T.  Greene. 

//  is  the  Lord — let  him  do  what  feemeth  him  good, 
1  Sam.  iii.  1 8. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  Light, 
A   Whofe  claims  are  all  divine  ; 
Who  has  an  undifputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord— -mould  I  diftruft, 

Or  contradict  his  will  ? 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  juft, 
And  mud  be  righteous  ftill. 

3  It  is  the  Lord — who  gives  me  all 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  eafe  ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  pleafe. 

4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  fuftain 

Beneath  the  heaviefr.  load, 

From  whom  affiftance  I  obtain 

To  tread  the  thorny  road. 

5  It  is  the  Lord — whofe  matchlefs  fkill 

Can  from  afflictions  raife 
Matter,  eternity  £o  fill 

With  ever  growing  praife. 

6  It  is  the  Lord — my  cov'nant  God, 

Thrice  bleffed  be  his  name  ! 
Whofe  gracious  promife  feal'd  with  blood, 
Muft  ever  be  the  fame. 

7  His  cov'nant  will  my  foul  defend, 

Should  nature's  felf  expire  ; 
And  the  great  Judge  of  all  defcend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire!, 


SELF-DENIAL.  2<£©, 

8  And  can  my  foul  with  hopes  like  thefe 
Be  fullen,  or  repine  ? 
No,  gracious  God,  take  what  thou  pleafe, 
To  thee  I  all  refign. 

CCLXXX.     C.  U.     Needham. 

Self -denial;  or,  taking  up  the  Crofs,  Mark  viii.  3  3. 
Luke  ix.  26. 

1  A  SHAM'D  of  Chr-Jll  my  foul  difdain 
•t  *■  The  mean  ungenerous  thought : 
Shall  I  difown  that  friend,  whofe  blood 

To  man  falvation  brought  ? 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came ; 
For  us  endur'd  the  painful  crofs, 
For  us  defpis'd  the  fhame. 

3  At  his  command,  we  mud  take  up 

Our  crofs  without  delay  : 
Our  lives— and  thoufand  lives  of  ours 
His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  fafferer  Jefus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear,  their  deaths 
Are  precious  in  his  fight. 

I  To  bear  his  name,  his  crofs  to  bear  \ 
Our  higheft  honor  this  ! 
Who  nobly  fufTers  now  for  him, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  biifs. 

6  But  mould  we  in  the  evil  day 
From  our  profeflion  fly, 
Jefus  the  Judge,  before  the  world, 
The  traitor  will  deny. 
i  i 


28l,23.2.    GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT, 

CCLXXXI.     C.  M. 

Sslf-Jenlal,  Mark  viii.  34.   Luke  ix.  23. 

1  A  ND  mud  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
-^-   My  dearelt  Lord,  for  thee  ? 

It  is  but  tight,  (jrjce  thou  had  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go — one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends, 
For  all  the  ioifes   I  fufraih 
Of  credit,   riches,  friends. 

5  Ten  thonfand  worlds,  ten  thoufand  lives, 
How  v/orthlefs  they  appear 
Compar'd  with  thee,  fupremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair  ! 

4  Saviour  of  fouls,  c?/iild  I  from  thee 
A  (ingle  fmile  obtain, 
Tho'  deftitute  of  all  things  elfe, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

CCLXXXII.    CM.    Da.  Watts's  Sermons. 

Sincerity  and  Truth,  Phil.  iv.  8. 

1  T    ET  thofe  who  bear  the  chriftian  name 
•*~J   Their  holy  vows  fulfil : 

The  faints,  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honor  (till. 

2  True  to  the  folernn  oaths  they  take, 

Tho'  to  their  hurt  they  fwear : 
Con  (Ian  t  and  ju(t  to  all  they  fpeak, 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree, 

Nor  flattering  words  devife  : 
They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  fee 
Thro'  every  faife  difguife. 


I 


SINCERITY,  &C.         283,284. 

4.  They  hate  the  appearance  of  a  lie, 
In  all  the  fhapes  ir  wears  ; 
Firm  to  the  truth — and  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo  !   from  afar  th*  Lord  dcfcev.cs, 

And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rife  and  poiTefs  their  crown. 

6  While  fatan  trembles  at  the  fight, 

And  devils  wi:h  to  die, 
Whei  e  will  the  faithlefs  hypocrite 
And  guilty  liar  fly  ? 

CCLXXXUI.     S.  M.     Stoke  Tune,    Bed^ome. 

Sincerity  dejired. 

F  fecret  fraud  mould  dwell 
Within  this  heart  of  mine  : 
Purge  out,  O  Gdd,  that  curfed  leaven. 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

If  any  rival  there 

Dares  to  ufurp  the  throne, 
O  tear  th'  infernal  traitor  thence. 

And  reign  thyfelf  alone. 

Is  any  lult  conceal'd  ? 

Bring  it  to  open  view; 
Search,  fcarch,  dear  Lord,  my  inmofi  foul, 

And  all  its  powers  renew. 

CCLXXXIV.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 

Spiritual  Minds dnefs  ',  or,  iuivardyReUgiont 
James  i.  27. 
Ty  ELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
■*-^"  Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
May  1  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  fovereign  virtue  know  ! 
I  i  2 


l8$.         GRACES  OF   TH  £   SPIRIT. 

2  More  needful  ibis,  than  glittering  wealth?- 

Or  aught  the  world  bellows  ; 
Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  fuch  repofe. 

3  Religion  mould  our  thoughts  engage, 

Amidft  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  (tubborn  will  fubdu'd, 
His  government  to  own  I 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear  ; 
And  all  my  converfation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  fin  cere. 

6  Preferve  me  from  the  fnares  of  fin, 

Thro'  my  remaining  days  ; 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  fhine 

To  my  Redeemer's  praife. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  foul  infpire  ; 

Let  warm  affections  rife; 
And  may  I  wait,  with  firong  defire, 
To  mount  above  the  fkies  ! 

CCLXXXV.     C.  M.     Exeter  Tune.     Tate, 

Encouragement  lo  trujl  and  love  God, 
Pfalm  xxxiv. 

s   r~PHRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 
•*-     In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifes  of  my  God  mall  ftill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 


TRUST.  286 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boaft, 

Till  all  who  are  difhelr, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  red. 

3  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  jult : 
Protection  he  affords  to  all 

Who  make  his  name  their  truff.. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  bleft  are  they,  and  only  they. 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  faints,  and  vou  will  then 

Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight ; 
Your  wants  (hall  be  his  care. 

6  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 

For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him, 

And  fee  their  needs  fupply'd. 

CCLXXXVE.     L.  M.     Bowden  Tune, 

Trvji  and  Confidence ;   or,  looking  beyond  prefent 
Appearances,  Hab.  iii.  17,  18. 

1      A  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear! 

-^  *■   Let  fear  in  me  no  more  take  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  (hall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,   in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus,  no! 

I  never  will  give  up  my  fhield. 


287.  GRACES   OF   THE    SPIRIT. 

2  Alth©'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Altho'  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  withering  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  field  elude  the  tiller's  toil ; 
The  empty  frail  no  herd  afford, 

And  perifli  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  I  will  triumph  in  ihe  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  falvation  praife. 

3  Away,  each  unbelieving  fear, 

Let  fear  to  cheering  hope  give. place  ; 
My  Saviour  iv'ill  at  length  appear, 

And  mow  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
Tho'  now  my  profpecls  all  be  croft, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee, 
Still  will  I  in  my  jfefus  truft, 

Whofe  boundlefs  love  can  reach  to  me 

4  In  hope,  believing  againft  hope, 

His  promis'd  mercy  will  I  claim  ; 
His  gracious  word  ftiall  bear  me  up, 

To  fcek  falvation  in  his  name  : 
Soon,  my  dear  Saviour,   bring  it  nigh  ! 

My  foul  ftiall  then  outftrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 


CCLXXXVII.     L.  M. 


Humble  Trujl;  or,  Defpalr  prevented. 

I    1    ORD,  didft  thou  die,  but  not  for  me : 
-*-^  Am  I  forbid  to  truft  thy  blood  f 
Haft:  thou  not  pa;  dons  rich  and  free  ? 
And  grace,  an  overwhelming  flood? 


TRUST,  288- 

2  Who  then  ihall  drive  my  pemblisg  foul 
From  thee,  to  regions  of  defpaii  ? 
Who  has  furvey'd  the  facred  roll, 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

3  Prefumptuous  thought !   to  fix  the  bound, 
To  limit  mercy's  iovereign  reign  : 
What  other  happy  fouls  have  found, 

L'll  feek,  nor  mall  I  feek  in  vain. 

4  I  own  my  guilt,  my  fins  confcfs : 
Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more  ? 
Of  crimes,  ahead/ numberltfs, 
Vain  the  attempt  to  fwell  the  icore. 

5  Were  the  black  lift  before  my  light, 
While  I  remember  thou  haft  dy'd, 
'Twould  only  urge  my  fpeedier  flight, 
To  feek  falvation  at  thy  fide. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  I  caft  me  down, 
To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear ; 

And — if  thou  fpurn  me  from  thy  throne — 
I'll  be  the  firft  who  perifh'd  there. 


CCLXXXVIIL     C.  M.     Beddomh 

Fear  not. 

1  VE  trembling  fouls,  difmifs  your  fears, 

■*■     Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  ftream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth,  and  hell, 

God  will  thefe  powers  reitrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 


289.         GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good, 

He  will  for  his  provide ; 
Grant  them  fupplies  for  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  befide. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forfake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone ; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promifes, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  fting  ; 
He  will  from  endlefs  wrath  preferve, 
To  endlefs  glory  bring. 

6  You  in  his  wifdom,  power  and  grace, 

May  confidently  truft ; 
His  wifdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  juft. 

CCLXXXIX.     Chatham  Tune.     Jesse. 

Fears  removed — 7/  is  I,  be  not  afraid,  John  vi.  20. 

1   TTNCLEAN  !  unclean  !   and  full  of  fin, 
^    From  firft  to  laft,  O  Lord,   I've  been  ! 

Deceitful  is  my  heart ; 
Guilt  prefies  down  my  burden'd  foul, 
But  J  ejus  can  the  waves  control, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

%  When  firft  I  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
Ungratefully  I  hid  my  face, 

Ungratefully  delay 'd  : 
At  length  his  voice  more  powerful  came, 
«  'Tis  I,"  he  cry'd,  "  I  f till  the  fame, 

*c  Thou  need'it  not  be  afraid." 


TRUST.  C90. 

My  heart  was  chang'd,  in  that  fame  hour 
My  foul  confefs'd  his  mighty  power, 

Out  flow'd  the  briny  tear  : 
I  liiien'd  f  I  ill  to  hear  his  voice, 
Again  he  faid,  "  In  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  I,  thou  need'fl  not  fear." 

"  Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cry'd, 
"  Freely  I  love,"  he  foon  reply'd, 

w  On  me  thy  faith  be  (laid: 
"  On  me  for  every  thing  depend, 
"  I'm  jefus  (till,  the  finner's  friend, 

"  Thou  needft  not  be  afraid." 


CCXC.     104th.     SufTexTune.     Newton. 

/  will  trujl  and  not  be  afraid,  Ifaiah  xii.  2. 

"DEGONE,  unbelief, 
■*-'  My  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief 
Will  furely  appear ; 
By  prayer  let  mc  wreftie, 
And  he  will  perform  ; 
With  Chrljl  in  the  veffel, 
I  fmile  at  the  florm. 

Though  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 
'Tis  his  to  provide  : 
Though  citterns  be  broken, 
And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  fpoken 
Shall  furely  prevail. 

k  k 


290.         GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT, 

3  His  love  in  time  part, 
Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  lad 
In  trouble  to  fink  ; 
Each  fweet  Ebenezer 
I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleafure 
To  help  me  quite  through. 

4  Determin'd  to  fave, 

He  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 

When,  fatan's  blind  flave, 

I  fported  with  death; 

And  can  he  have  taught  me 

To  truft  in  his  name, 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me 

To  put  me  to  fhame  .? 

5  Why  mould  I  complain 
Of  want  or  diflrefs, 
Temptation  or  pain  ? 
He  told  me  no  lefs : 
The  heirs  of  falvation, 
I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation 
Muft  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup, 
No  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
That  finners  might  live  ! 
His  way  was  much  rougher, 
And  darker  than  mine  ; 
Did  Chri/i,  my  Lord  fufFer, 
And  fhall  I  repine : 


WISDOM.  29I 

Since  all  th.it  I  meet 
Shall  work  for  my  good, 

T!:e  bitter  is  f.vcet, 
The  med'eine  is  food  ; 
Though  painful  at  prefect, 
'  Fv.mJI  ceafe  before  Jong, 
And  then,  O  how  plea: ant 
The  cono^eror's  fong ! 


CCXCI.     L.  M. 

Trus  Wifdom,  Proverbs  iii.  1 3 — 18. 

1  TLTAPPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace, 
■"■  The  blelling  of  Gcd's  chofen  race; 
The  wifdom  coming  from  above, 

And  faith  that  fweetly  works  by  love  I 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he, 

Who  knows,  "  the  Saviour  dy'd  for  me,': 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtain:, 
And  heavenly  undemanding  gains. 

3  Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace  ; 
Wifdom  to  Giver  we  prefer, 

And  goia  is  drofs  compar'd  with  her. 

4  He  rinds,  who  wifdom  apprehends^ 
A  life  begun  that  never  ends  ; 
The  tree  of  life  divine  fne  is, 

Set  in  the  midlt  of  paradife. 

5  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gains, 
In  whofe  obedient  heart  (he  reigns  ; 
He  owns,  and  will  for  ever  own, 
Wifdom,  and  Cbrifl,  and  beaveri  arc  one. 

K  k   2 


292,  293.    GRACE*  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 
CCXCN.    L.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Zeal  for  Christ  ;  or,  Peter  and  John  following  their 
Mafler%  John  xxi.  18 — 20. 

1  T>LEST  men,  who  ftretch  their  willing  hands 
•***  Submiffive  to  their  Lord's  commands, 
And  yield  their  liberty  and  breath, 

To  him  that  lov'd  their  fouls  in  death  ! 

2  Lead  me  to  fuffer,  and  to  die, 

If  thou,  my  gracious  Lord,  art  nigh  : 
One  fmile  from  thee  my  heart  (hall  fire, 
And  teach  me  fmiling  to  expire. 

3  If  nature  at  the  trial  fnake, 

And  from  the  ciofs  or  flames  draw  back* 
Grace  can  its  feeble  courage  raife, 
And  turn  its  tremblings  into  praife. 

4  While  fcarce  I  dare  with  Peter  fay, 

"  I'll  boldly  tread  the  bleeding  way  ;',* 
Yet  in  thy  liens,  like  John  I'd  move, 
With- humble  hope,  and  filent  love. 

CCXCIII.     C.  M.     Beddome. 
Holy  Zeal  and  Diligence. 

1  V^THILE  carnal  men,  with  all  their  might, 

*v     Earth's  vanities  purfue, 
How  flow  the  advances  which  I  make, 
With  heaven  itfelf  in  view  ! 

2  Infpire  my  foul  with  holy  zeal ; 

Great  God,  my  love  inflame  ; 
Religion,  without  zeal  and  love, 
Is  but  an  empty  name. 

3  To  gain  the  top  of  Zion's  hill, 

May  I  with  fervor  drive ; 
And  all  thefe  powers  employ  for  thee 
Which  I  from  thee  derive  ! 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  CQ4. 

THE  CHRISTIAN. 

CCXCIV.     L.  M.     Fawcett. 

The  Chriflian  awakened — What  mvjl  I  do  to  befaiiedf 

Ads  ix.  6. 

1  TT7ITH  melting  heart,  and  weeping  eyes, 

*  *      My  guilty  foul  for  mercy  cries ; 
What  fhall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  efcape  that  vengeance  due  to  me  ? 

2  'Till  now,  I  faw  no  danger  nigh  ; 
I  iiv'd  at  eafe,  nor  fear'd  to  die  ; 
Wrapt  up  in  felf-deceit  and  pride, 

"  I  (hall  have  peace  at  lift,'1   I  cry'd. 

3  But  when,  great  God,  thy  light  divine 
Had  (hone  on  this  dark  foul  of  mine, 
Then  I  beheld,   with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 

4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 

In  childhood,  youth,  and  growing  years! 
Before  thy  pure,  difcerning  eye, 
Lordy  what  a  filthy  wretch  am  I  ! 

5  Should  vengeance  f J: ill  my  foul  purfue, 
Death  and  destruction  are  my  due, 
Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 
And  bid  a  dying  linner  live. 

6  Does  not  thy  facred  word  proclaim 
Salvation  free  in  JejVs  name  ? 
To  him  I  look,  and  humbly  cry, 

"  O  fave  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die  !" 


295'  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

CCXCV.    8.7.    Trowbridge  Tune.    D.Turner. 

Supplicating — Jesus  then  Son  of  David,  have 
Mercy  on  ;.\v,  Mark.  x.  47. 

1  TESUS,  full  of  all  companion, 

**    Hear  thy  humble  fuppliant's  cry  : 
Let  me  know  thy  great  falvation  ; 
See  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
Overwhelm'd  with  helplefs  grief, 
Proftrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 
Send,  O  fend  me  quick  relief! 

3  Whither  mould  a  wretch  be  flying, 
But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 

4  [While  T  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving, 
Breathlefs  on  the  curfed  tree, 

Fain  I'd  feel  my  heart  believing 
That  thou  fufferdft  thus  for  me. 

5  With  thy  righteoufnefs  and  Spirit, 
I  am  more  than  angels  bleft  ; 
Heir  with  thee  all  things  inherit, 
Peace,  and  joy,  and  endlefs  reft. 

6  Without  thee,  the  world  poiTeffing, 
I  mould  be  a  wretch  undone  ; 

Search  thro'  heaven,  the  land  of  Welling, 
Seeking  good  and  finding  none.] 

7  Hear  then,  blelTed  Saviour,  hear  me, 
My  foul  cleaveth  to  the  dull ; 

Send  the  Comforter  to  cheer  me, 
Lo  !  in  thee  I  put  my  truft. 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  2q6* 

8  On  the  woid  thy  blood  hath  fealed, 
Kangs  my  everlafting  all  ; 

Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  O  (lay  me,  left  1  fall ! 

9  In  the  world  of  endlefs  ruin, 
Let  it  never,  Lord,  be  (aid, 

"  Here's  a  foul  that  perifh'd  firing 
"  For  the  boalted  Saviour's  aid  ! 

jo  Sa-cd — the  deed  (hall  fpread  new  glory 
Thro'  the  lhining  realms  above; 
Angels  fing  the  pleading  (lory, 
All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love  ! 

CCXCVI.     7s.     Stoel  Tune. 

Longing  for  an  Inter ejl  in  the  Redeemer ;   or,  venturing 
en  the  Mercy  of  God  in  Christ. 

1  r*  RACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear, 
^-*    My  requefts  vouchfafe  to  hear  ; 
Hear  my  never-ceafmg  cry, 

Give  me  Chrift,  or  elfe  I  die. 

2  Wealth  and  honor  I  difdain, 
Earthly  comforts.  Lord,  are  vain  ; 
Thefe  can  never  fatisfy, 

Give  me  Chriji,  or  elfe  1  die. 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  eafe  me  from  my  guilt ; 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I  he, 
Give  me  Chriji,  or  elfe  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  elfe  but  fm  ; 

On  thy  mercy  I  rely, 

Give  me  Chrift,  or  elfe  I  die. 


^97*  THE  CHRISTIAN, 

5  Thou  doft  freely  fave  the  loft, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  tnaft : 
With  my  earned  fuit  comply, 
Give  me  Chrijl,  or  elfe  I  die. 

6  Thou  doft  promife  to  forgive 
All  who  in  thy  Son  believe  ; 
Lord,  I  know  thou  can  ft  not  lie, 
Give  me  Chrijl,  or  elfe  I  die. 

7  Father,  doft  thou  feem  to  frown  ? 
Let  me  fnelter  in  thy  Son  ; 
yefusy  to  thine  arms  I  fly, 
Come  and  fave  me,  or  I  die. 


CCXCVII.    L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Choofing  the  Belter  Part,  Luke  x.  42. 

1  "DESET  with  fnares  on  every  hand, 
"^    In  life's  uncertain  path  1  ftand: 
Saviour  divine,  diffufe  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footfteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving  treacherous  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part ; 

To  fcorn  the  trifle's  of  a  day 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildeft  ftorms  arife  ; 
Let  tempefts  mingle  earth  and  fkies ; 
No  fatal  fliipwreck  fliall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treafures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  jfefus%  dill  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,   and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thoufmd  worlds  in  thee. 


THE  CHRISTIAN.      298,  299. 

CCXCVIII.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Devoting  htmfelf  to  God,   Rom.  xii.  I. 

A  ND  will  the  eternal  King 
-*■•*-   So  mean  a  gift  reward  ? 
That  offering,  Lord,  with  joy  we  bring, 
Which  thine  own  hand  prepar'd. 

"We  own  thy  various  claim, 
And  to  thine  altar  move : 
The  willing  vivftims  of  thy  grace, 
And  bound  with  cords  of  love. 

Defccnd,  celefrial  fire, 
The  facrifice  inflame  ; 
So  fhall  a  grateful  odor  rife 
Thro'  our  Redeemer's  name. 

CCXCIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Our  Bodies  the  Temples  of  the  Holy  GhoJi9 
1  Cor.  vi.  1  y .   1  John  v.  2  1 . 

\  ND  will  th'  offended  God  again, 
•*-  •*-   Return  and  dwell  with  finful  men  ? 
Will  he  within  this  bofom  raife 
A  living  temple  to  his  praife  ? 

The  joyful  nev/s  tranfporis  my  bread, 
All  hail !    I  cry,  thou  heavenly  giieft ! 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  powers  within, 
And  let  the  King  of  glory  in. 

Enter  with  all  thy  heavenly  train, 
Here  live,  and  here  for  ever  reign  : 
Thy  fceptre  o'er  my  paiTions  fway, 
love  command,  and  I'll  obey. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

4  Reafon  and  eonfcience  (hall  fubmit, 
And  pay  their  homage  at  thy  feet : 
To  thee  I'll  confecrate  my  heart, 
And  Iv*d  each  rival  thence  depart. 

5  No  idol-god  mall  hold  a  place 
Within  this  temple  of  thy  grace: 
Dagon  before  the  axk  mall  fall, 

And  vengeance  feize  the  prices  of  Baal. 

CCC.     8.8.6.     Chatham  Tune.    J.  C  W. 

The  fpirilual  Pilgrim. 

i    TJOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 

■*•-■•   Flow  free  from  anxious  care  and  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  foul  difdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 

He  only  fojourns  here. 

2  His  happinefs  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  fav'd  from  fdf-defign, 

From  every  creature -love  ! 
Blefs'd  with  the  fcorn  of  finite  good, 
Mv  foul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  feeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  purfue, 
And  happinefs  beyond  the  view 

Of  thofe  who  bafely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  feen  : 
Their  honors,   wealth,  and  pleafures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  Nothing  en  earth  I  call  my  own, 
A  ftranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  feck  a  country  out  of  fight, 

A  country  in  the  flaes. 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  JOI 

5  There  is  my  houfe  and  portion  fair. 
My  treafure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home: 
For  my  elder  biethren  fray, 
And  angels  beckon  rne  away  ; 

And  Jefut  bids  me  come. 

6  I  come,  thy  fervant,  Lcr;?,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  fkies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  reft  : 
Now  let  the  pilgrims  journey  end, 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  brother,  fiiend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breaft  ! 


CCCI.     7.  6.     Dartford  T11 

The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

1}  ISE,  my  foul,  and  ftretch  thy  \vi 
-*-^-  Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rife  from  tranfitory  things, 

T' wards  heaven  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  ftars  decay, 

Time  mall  foon  this  earth  remove  1 
Rife,  my  foul,  and  hafte  away, 
To  feats  prepar'd  above. 

Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  ftay  in  all  their  courfe  ; 

Fire  afcending  feeks  the  fun, 

Both  fpeed  them  to  their  fource : 

Thus  a  foul  new  born  of  God 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 

Upward  tends  to  his  i'bode, 

To  reft  in  his  embrac  \ 

I.  1  2 


02,  303-       THE   CHRISTIAN. 

Ceafe,  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  mourn  5 

Prefs  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  fides  : 
Yet  a  feafon,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  forrows  left  below, 
And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

CCCII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Running  the  Chri/iian  Race ,  Phil.  iii.  12 — 14. 

A  WAKE,  my  foul,  flretch  ev'ry  nerve, 
•*•  ■*-  And  prefs  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown. 
'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  : 
?Tis  his  own  hand  prefents  the  prize 

To  thine  afpiring  eye. 
A  cloud  of  witneffes  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  furvey ; 
Forget  the  fteps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
Elefs'd  Saviour,  introdue'd  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
And,  crown'd  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 

We  lay  our  laurels  down. 

CCCIIT.     L.  M.     Coombs's  Tune. 
Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Chrijl'ian  Warfare,   Eph.  vi.  13 — 17. 

MY  Captain  founds  the  alarm  of  war, 
"  Awake  !  the  oowers  of  hell  are  near  ! 
*'  To  arms !   to  arm^j"  I  hear  him  cry, 
**  'Tis  yours  to  concpii  r  or  to  die." 


3^4* 


THE   CHRISTIAN. 

2  Rous' J  by  the  animating  found, 
I  caff,  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  halle  to  gird  my  armor  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  fhield., 
Thy  word,  my  GW,  the  fword  I  wield 
With  facred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  infpires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Refolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight ; 
While  Jtfus  kindly  deigns  to  fpread 
His  conqu'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  truft ; 
His  bleeding  crofs  is  all    my  boafl : 
Thro'  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  vicVry,  and  the  victor's  crown. 


CCCIV.      148th.    Toplady's  Collection 

The  Chrijliari's  fpiritual  Vcyage. 

TESUS,  at  thy  command, 

^    I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  fin  lulls  all  afleep : 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  refign, 
And  fail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine* 

Thou  art  my  pilot  wife  ; 

My  compafs  is  thy  word  : 

My  foul  each  dorm  defies, 

Whilel  have  fuch  a  Lord! 
I  truil  thy  faithfulnefs  and  power 
To  fave  me  in  the  trying  hour. 


305.  THE    CHRISTIAN* 

Tho'  rocks  and  quickfands  deep 

Thro'  all  my  pafTage  lie  ; 

Yet  Chrijl  will  fafely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
My  anchor  hope  mall  lirm  abide, 
And  I  each  boifterous  (brm  outiide. 

By  faith  I  fee  the  land, 

The  port  of  endlefs  reft : 

My  foul,  thy  fails  expand, 

And  fty  to  Jefis'  bread! 
O  may  I  reach  the  heavenlv  fnore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  diihefs  no  more  ! 

Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  (lorms  forbear  to  tofs  ; 

Be  thou,  dear /.on/,   ftill  nigh, 

Lett  I  mould  furfer  iofs  : 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempers  burning  o'er  my  head. 

Come,  Holy  Ghojl,  and  blow 

A  profperous  gale  of  grace, 

Waft  me  from  ail  below, 

To  heaven,  my  deKin'd  place  ! 
Then,   in  full  fail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

CCCV.     7s.     Hotham  Tune. 

Tempted — but  flying  to  Christ  the  Refuge. 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  foul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempeft  ftill  is  high ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  florm  of  life  is  paft : 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
O  receive  my  foul  at  laft. 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  306. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
Still  :  fc  me: 

All  my  truft  on  thee  is  flay'u. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  biing; 
Cover  my  defer,  eelefs  head 

With  the  madow  of  fir-  v/ing. 

3  Thou,   O  Ghrjfa  art  all  I  want ; 

All  in  All  in  thee  I  find  : 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the   faint, 

Heal  the  fick,  and  lead  the  blind: 
Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  umighreoufnefs, 
Vile  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  fn  ; 
Let  the  heaiing  dreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rife  to  all  eternity. 

CCCVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Chrifiiari' s  Temptations  moderated \   a  Proof  of 
God'j  Fidelity,    1  Cor.  %.  13. 

I    "NTOW  let  the  feeble  all  be  flrcr.g, 

-*-^     And  make  Jehovah's  arm  their  fong : 
His  fhield  is  fpread  o'er  every  faint, 
And  thus  fupported,  who  (hall  faint  ? 


3C7.  THE  CHRISTIAN* 

2  What  tho'  the  hods  of  hell  engage 
With  mingled  cruelty  and  rage  ! 

A  faithful  God  reltrains  their  hands, 
And  chains  them  down  in  iron  bands. 

3  Bound  by  his  word,  he  will  difplay 
A  (Irength  proportion^  to  our  day : 
And,  when  united  trials  meet, 
Will  fhew  a  path  of  fafe  retreat. 

4  Thus  far  we  prove  that  promife  good, 
Which  ye/us  ratified  with  blood  : 
Still  is  he  gracious,  wife,  and  juft, 
And  Hill  in  him  let  Ifrael  trufh 


CCCVII.  L.M.  Chard  Tune.  Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The  Mmijlry  of  Angels. 

1  O  RE  AT  God,  what  hofts  of  angels  (land, 
^-*   In  mining  ranks  at  thy  right  hand, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  dazzling  light, 

With  pinions  (tretch'd  for  diftant  flight ! 

2  Immortal  fires !   feraphic  flames  ! 
Who  can  recount  their  various  names  ? 
In  (Irength  and  beauty  they  excel, 

For  near  the  throne  of  God  they  dwell. 

3  How  eagerly  they  wifh  to  know 
The  duties  he  would  have  them  do  ! 
What  joy  their  active  fpirits  feel 
To  execute  their  Sovereign's  will  ! 

ft  Hither,  at  his  command  they  fly, 
To  guard  the  beds  on  which  we  lie  ; 
To  fhield  our  peiibns,   night  and  day  5 
^nd  fcatter  all  our  feai    <  •".'  \y. 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  308. 

5   ["Aghaft  the  hoiHle  Syrian  band 
Around  the  helplefs  prophet  Hand, 
While  mighty  Gabriel  downward  flies, 
And  with  his  chariots  fills  the  ikies. 

f>  Herod  attempts,  but  all  in  vain, 
To  bind  a  Peter  with  his  chain  : 
At  one  foft  word  an  angel  fpeaks, 
The  mafly  chain  afunder  breaks.] 

7   Send,  O  my  God,  fome  angel  down, 
(Tho*  to  a  mortal  eye  unknown) 
To  guide  and  guard  my  doubtful  way 

*  Up  to  the  realms  of  endlefs  day. 


CCCVIII.     C.  M.     Charmouth  Tune.     Steele. 

Walking  in  DarUnefs  and  trufiing  in  God 
Ifaiah  1.  10. 

1  TTJEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moaa, 
•*-  -*■  To  thee  I  breathe  my  fighs, 

When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone  ? 
And  when  my  joys  arife  r* 

2  My  God — O  could  I  make  the  claim — 

My  Father  and  my  friend — 
And  call  thee  mine  by  every  name, 
On  which  thy  faints  depend  ! 

3  By  every  name  cf  power  and  love-, 

I  would  thy  grace  intreat ; 
Nor  fnould  my  humble  hopes  remove. 
Nor  leave  thy  facred  feat. 

4  Yet  though  my  foul  in  daiknefs  mourns 

Thy  word  is  all  my  {ray; 
Here  I  would  red  'till  light  returns, 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  day. 
m  m 


309.  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

5  Speak,  LorJ,  and  bid  celeflial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 

0  finile,  and  bid  my  forrows  ceafe, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Then  mail  my  drooping  fpirit  rife, 

And  blefs  thy  healing  rays, 
And  change  thefe  deep  complaining  fighs, 
For  fongs  of  facred  praife. 

CCCIX.     S.  M.     Stoke  Tune. 

Complaining — The  Good  that  I  would,  I  do  not, 
Rom.  vii.  19. 

1  ["  WOULD,  but  cannot  fing, 
A    I  would,  but  cannot  pray  ; 

For  fatan  meets  me  when  I  try* 
And  frights  my  foul  away. 

2  I  would,  but  can't  repent, 
Tho'  I  endeavour  oft ; 

This  (tony  heart  can  ne'er  relent 
Till  Jefus  make  it  foft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 
Tho'  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 

No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 
A  foul  fo  bafe  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  reft 
In  God's  mod:  holy  will  ; 

1  know  what  he  appoints  is  befr, 

Yet  murmur  at  it  (till. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  ea-fy  be  ; 

I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve  ; 
My  help  mud  come  from  thee  i 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  J  1  G. 

6  But  if  indeed  I  ivould, 
Tho'  I  can  nothing  do  ; 

Yet  the  defire  is  fomething  good, 
For  which  my  praife  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 
'Till  thine  appointed  hour, 

1  was  as  deflitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  power. 

S       Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 
The  work,  thou  haft  begun  ? 
And  with  a  will,  afford  me  ftrength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run. 

CCCX.     L.  M.     Beddome. 

Complaining  of  Inconjlancy. 

1  r  j  ^HE  wandering  rtar,  and  fleeting  wind 

■*     Both  reprefent  th'  unliable  mind  : 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconftancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  (tar, 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are  ; 

Nor  can  there  aughc  in  nature  be 
So  fickle  and  fo  falfe  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk,  and  inward  frame, 
Scarce  thro'  a  fingle  hour  the  fame ; 
We  vow,  and  ftraight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  thefe  very  vows  repeat. 

A  We  fin  forfake,  to  fin  return, 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  burn  ; 
In  deep  diflrefs,  then  raptures  feel, 
We  foar  to  heaven,  then  fmk  to  hell. 
M  m  2 


311,  312*      THE   CHRISTIAN. 

5   With  flowing  tears,  Lord,  we  confefs 
Our  folly  and  unfteadfaftnefs  ; 
When  (hall  thefe  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'd  by  thy  grace,  and  fix'd  for  thee  ? 

CCCXI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Pride  lamented. 

i   /^FT  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within, 
^-^   And  brought  to  light  fome  latent  fin  ; 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  mofi:  deted, 
Still  lurks  fecurely  in  my  breaft. 

2  Here  with  a  thoufand  arts  me  tries 
To  drefs  me  in  a  fair  difguife, 

To  make  a  guilty  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  angels  brighteft  form. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
And  lifts  rtiy  virtues  to  the  fkies  ; 
And  while  the  fpecious  tale  fhe  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away, 
Bring  forth  the  monfter  to  the  day; 
Expofe  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  refllefs  power  fubdue. 

5  So  mall  humility  divine 

Again  pofTefs  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  Jov'd  abode. 

CCCXIL     C  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Pleading  with  God  under  Aftliciion* 

i   TTTHY  fhould  a  living  man  complain 
*  *     Of  deep  diftrefs  within, 
Since  every  figh  and  every  pain 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  fin  ? 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  313, 

2  No,  Lord,  I'll  patiently  fubmit, 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel ; 
Yet  fure  1  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  feeft  what  floods  of  forrow  rife. 

And  beat  upon  my  foul : 

One  trouble  to  another  cries, 

Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 

My  ihipwreck'd  foul  is  toft  ; 
'Till  I  am  tempted  in  defpair 
To  give  up  all  for  loft. 

5  Yet  thro'  the  ftormy  clouds  I'll  look 

Once  more  to  thee,  my  God: 
O  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  flood. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 

Will  fet  my  heart  at  eafe  : 
One  all-commanding  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempeft  ceafe. 

CCCXIII.     .7.  6.  8.     Clark's  Tune. 

Bachjl'id'mg  and  returning;  or,  the  Baehjlider' fi 
Prayer. 

1    TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
^    Call  back  a  wand'ring  fheep  ; 
Falfe  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  ; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reitor'd, 
On  me  be  all  its  freenefs  (hewn  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me  Lord* 
And  break  my  heart  of  >fkme. 


314*  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  thro*  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble  contrite  heart ; 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  (tone. 

3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  fuffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happinefs,  and  love, 

Smile1  in  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  flone. 

4  Look,  as  when  thy  pitying  eye 

"Was  clos'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father  (at  the  point  to  die, 

My  Saviour  gafp'd)  forgive  !" 
Surely  with  that  dying  word, 
He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "  'Tis  done  V9 
O  !   my  loving,  bleeding  Lord, 

This  breaks  my  heart  of  ftone. 

CCCXtV.     C.  M.     Fawcett. 

Peter's  Fall, and  Recovery,  Luke  xxii.  54 — 62. 

1  TTOW  did  the  powers  of  darknefs  rage 
■*--*■  Againft  the  Son  01  God/ 

While  cruel  men  on  earth  engage 
To  fhed  his  precious  blood. 

2  His  friends  forfook  him  with  furprifc, 

When  that  dread  fcene  began  ; 
And  one  perfidioufly  denies 
He  ever  knew  the  man. 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  3  1 5. 

3  How  feeble  human  efforts  prove 

Againlt  temptation's  power  ! 
E'en  Peter's  flaming  zeal  and  love 
Are  vanquifh'd  in  an  hour. 

4  His  firmed  purpofe  will  not  (land; 

Behold  his  guilt  and  fhame  ! 
Lord,  keep  me  by  thy  mighty  hand, 
Or  I  mall  do  the  fame. 

5  At  length  the  fuffering  Saviour  turns, 

And  locks  with  paying  eyes  ! 
Peter  relents,  withdraws,  and  mourns, 
And  loud  for  mercy  cries. 

■6  So  boundlefs  is  Jehovah's  grace, 
He  hears  the  humble  prayer ; 
If  I  am  found  in  Peter's  cafe, 
I  would  not  ltill  defpair. 

7   Look  on  me,  Lord,  with  eyes  of  love, 
My  wandering  foul  reftore  : 
My  guilt  forgive,  my  fears  remove, 
And  let  me  fin  no  more. 


CCCXV.     C.  M.     Newton. 
0  that  I  were  as  in  Months  pajll  Job  xxix.  2. 

CWEET  was  the  time  when  firfl  I  felt 
^  'The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Apply'd,  to  cleanfe  my  foul  from  guilt, 
Ar.d  bring  me  heme  to  God. 

Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveaPd, 

His  praifes  ton'd  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  evening  lhades  prevail'd, 


H13  love  was  all  my  fon<r 


316.  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  fpread  his  wiles, 

The  world  no  more  could  charm ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  fmiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  foul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  faw  his  glory  mine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promife  mine. 

5  Then  to  his  faints  I  often  fpoke, 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almoft  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

6  Now  when  the  evening  fhade  prevails, 

My  foul  in  darknefs  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noife, 

For  jfefus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read,  the  promife  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  cafe. 

8  Now  fatan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  foul  his  prey;. 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail, 
O  come  without  delay. 

CCCXVt.     C.  M.      Steele. 

Trouble dj  but  making  God  a  Refuge-, 

I    "F\EAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  foul, 
■*--'    On  thee,  when  forrows  rife, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  3  I  7. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rifing  grief, 

For  thou  alone  cand  heal, 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  fvveet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O  !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  fprings  of  comfort  feem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  (hall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  truit  ; 
And  dill  my  foul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Tho'  prolirate  in  the  dud. 

5  Had  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face  I 

And  fhall  I  feek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  fovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain? 

6  No,  dill  the  ear  of  fovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  ; 
O  may  I  ever  find  accefs 

To  breathe  my  forrows  there  1 

7  Thy  mercy-feat  is  open  dill  ; 

Here  let*  my  foul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

CCCXVII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge; 

Perfecutlon  to  be  expected  by  every  true  Chrjftian, 
2  Tim.  iii.  12. 

I    O  RE  AT  Leader  of  thine  Ifrael's  hod, 
^-^    We  fhout  thy  conquering  name  \ 
Legions  of  foes  befet  thee  round, 
And  legions  fled  with  mame. 
N  n 


3  I  8.  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

2  A  victory  glorious  and  complete 

Thou  by  1  hy  death  didft  gain  ; 
So  in  thy  caufe  may  we  contend, 
And  death  itfelf  fuflain  ! 

3  By  our  illuftrious  General  fir'd, 

We  no  extremes  would  fear  ; 

Prepar'd  to  druggie  and  to  bleed, 

If  thou,  our  Lord,  be  near. 

4  We'll  trace  the  footfteps  thou  haft  drawn 

To  triumph  and  renown  ; 
Nor  (hun  thy  combat  and  thy  crofs, 
May  we  but  friar e  thy  crown. 

CCCXVIIL     8.  7.  4.     Fawcett. 

Cajl  down,  yet  hoping  in  God,   Pfalm  xlii.  5, 

1  f~\   My  foul,   what  means  this  fadnefs  ? 
V^  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  caft  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladnefs, 

Bid  thy  reftlefs  fears  be  gone  : 
Look,  to  Jefusi 
And  rejoice  in  his   dear  name. 

2  What  tho'  fatar/s  ftrong  temptations 

Vex  and  teize  thee,  day  by  day  ? 
And  thy  finful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  difmay  ? 
Thou  (halt  conquer, 
Thro*  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Tho'  ten  thoufand  ills  befet  thee 

From  without,  and  from  within  ; 
Jefiis  faith,  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  fave  from  hell  and  fin  : 
He  is  faithful, 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 


THE   CHRISTIAN.      319,320. 

4  Tho'  diilrefles  now  attend  thcc, 

And  thou  tread'fl:  the  thorny  road  ; 
His  right  hand  mall  (till  defend  thee, 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ; 
Therefore  praife  him, 
Praife  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  hofr.  above, 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceafmg  fing  his  love  ! 
Happy  fongfters  ! 
When  (hall  1  your  chorus  join  ? 

CCCXIX.     C.  H. 

The  Requejl. 

1  "pATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  blifs 
■*-     Thy  fovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rife  ; 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

"  From  every  murmur  free : 
'*  The  bleflings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
"  And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  fweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

"  My  life  and  death  attend ; 
"  Thy  prefence  thro'  my  journey  mine, 
11  And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

CCCXX.     C.  M.     Steele. 
IVatchfulnefs  and  Prayer,   Matt.  xivi.  41. 

!      A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rife  ! 
•*■  ■*-  What  fnares  befet  my  way  1 
To  heaven  O  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
N  n  2 


321.  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  refinance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  flrong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  drive, 
Tho*  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  fpirit  up, 
Or  foon  my  (trength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  afide, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  ftray 

From  happinefs  and  thee. 

CCCXXI.     L.  M.     Newton. 

Prayer  anjnvered  by  Crojfes. 

1  T  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
•*■   In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace  ; 
Might  more  of  his  falvation  know, 
And  feek,  more  earneltly,  his  face. 

2  'Twashe,  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trufl,  has  anfwer'd  prayer  j 
But  it  has  been  in  fuch  a  way, 

As  almoft  drove  me  to  defpair, 


THE   CHRISTIAN.  322, 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  fome  favor'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  anfwer.my  requefl: ; 
And  by  his  love's  containing  power, 
Subdue  my  fins,  and  give  me  reft. 

4  Inflead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
A  fault  my  foul  in  every  part. 

5  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  feem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 

Crofs'd  all  the  fair  defigns  I  fchem'd, 
Bladed  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  "  Lord,  why  is  this  ?"  I  trembling  cry'd, 
M  Wilt  thou  purfue  thy  worm  to  death  V* 
"  'Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  reply'd, 

"  I  anfwer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith  : 

7  "  Thefe  inward  trials  I  employ, 

"  From  felf,  and  pride,  to  fet  thee  free ; 
"  And  break  thy  fchemes  of  earthly  joy, 
44  That  thou  may'it  feek  thy  all  in  me." 


CCCXXTI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Growing  in  Grace,   2  Pet.  iii.  18. 

J    T>RAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
A     For  all  the  grace  thou  fhed'fl  abroad ; 
For  all  thy  influence  from  above, 
To  warm  our  fouls  with  facred  love  : 

2   Blefs'd  be  thy  hand  which  from  the  fkies 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  paradife  ; 
And  gave  its  heavenly  beauties  birth 
To  deck  this  wildernete  of  earth. 


323*  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

3  But  why  does  that  celeflial  £ower 
Open  and  thrive  and  mine  no  more  ? 
Where  are  its  balmy  odors  fled  ? 
And  why  reclines  its  beauteous  head  ? 

4  Too  plain,  alas  !  the  languor  (hews 
TV  unkindly  foil  in  which  it  grows  ; 
Where  the  black  froit  and  beating  dorm 
Wither  and  rend  its  tender  form. 

5  Unchanging  Sun,  thy  beams  difplay, 
To  drive  the  froft  and  dorms  away ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known 
To  cheer  a  plant  fo  much  thy  own. 

6  And  thou,  blefs'd  Spirit,  deign  to  blow 
Frefh  gales  of  heaven  on  fhrubs  below; 
So  fhali  they  grow,  and  breathe  abroad 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 

CCCXXIII.     L.  M.     G . 


R'lfng  to  God. 

1  "KTOWlet  our  fouls,  on  wings  fublime, 
-*-^    Rife  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Drawback  the  parting  veil,  and  fee 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celeftial  birth, 

Why  mould  we  grovel  here  on  earth  : 
Why  grafp  at  tranfitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God? 
For  Grangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  324, 

4  Welcome,  fweet  hour  of  full  difcharge, 
That  fets  our  longing  fouls  at  large  ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dweil. 

5  To  dwell  with  Gael,  to  fee)  his  love 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  ; 

•     And  the  fweet  expectation  now 
Is  the  young  dav.n  of  heaven  below. 

CCCXXIV.     L.  M.     Fawcett. 

Remembering  all  the  Way  the  Lord  has  led  him, 
Deut.  viii.  2. 

t    '""THUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 

■*•     And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rife, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  fighs. 

2  Thro'  this  wide  wildernefs  I  roam, 
Far  diftant  from  my  blifsful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  prefence  be  my  (fay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 

3  Temptations  every  where  annoy, 
And  fins  and  fnares  my  peace  deftroy  ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  abfent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  foul,  with  various  tempefts  tofs'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  crofs'd, 
Sees  every  day  new  (traits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  fcene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God? 
Are  thefe  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wildernefs  below  ? 


325,326.       THE  CHRISTIAN. 

6  'Tis  even  fo,  thy  faithful  love 

Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  ; 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  felf  rnuft  fall, 
That  Jtfus  may  be  All  in  All. 

CCCXXV.     S.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

V/aiting  for  the  Coming  of  his  Lord  ;  or,  the  a8ive 
'    Chriftian,  Luke  xii.  35 — 38. 

1  "Y"E  fervants  of  the  Lord, 

-*•     Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Obfervant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  fight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command  ; 
And  while  we  fpeak,  he's  near : 

Mark  the  firfl  fignal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  fervant  ne 

In  fuch  a  pofture  found  ! 
He  fha!l  his  Lord  with  rapture  fee, 
And  be  with  honor  crown'd. 

5  Chrifl  mail  the  banquet  fpread 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 

And  raife  that  favorite  fervant's  head 
Amidft  th'  angelic  band. 

CCCXXVI.     L.  M. 

Solicitous  ofjinifhing  his  Courfe  with  Joy.  Acts  XX.  24. 

1     A  SSI  ST  us,  Lordy  thy  name  to  praife 
-*■  -*-   For  the  rich  gofpel  of  thy  grace  ; 
And,  that  our  hearts  may  love  it  more, 
Teach  them  to  feel  its  vital  power. 


THF   CHRISTIAN.  T>27 

2  With  joy  may  we  our  courfe  purfue, 
And  keep  the  crown  of  life  in  view  ; 
That  crown,  which  in  one  hour  repays 
The  labor  of  ten  thoufand  days. 

3  Should  bonds  or  death  obftrucl  our  way, 
Unmov'd  their  terrors  we'll  furvey, 
And  the  laft  hour  improve  for  thee, 
The  laft  of  life,  or  liberty. 

4  Welcome  thofe  bonds,  which  may  unite 
Our  fouls  to  their  fupreme  delight ! 
Welcome  that  death,  whofe  painful  ftrifc 
Bears  us  to  Chr'tft  our  better  life  ! 

CCCXXVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Believer  committing  his  departing  Spirit  to 
Jesus,  Ads  vii.  52. 

1  f~\  THOU,  that  haft  redemption  wrought  I 
^^   Patron  of  fouls  thy  blood  hath  bought  I 
To  thee  our  fpirits  we  commit, 

Mighty  to  refcue  from  the  pit. 

2  Millions  of  blifsful  fouls  above, 
In  realms  of  purity  and  love, 

With  fongs  of  endlefs  praife  proclaim  \ 
The  honors  of  thy  faithful  name. 

3  When  all  the  powers  of  nature  faii'd, 
Thy  ever-contiant  care  prevail'd  ; 
Courage  and  joy  thy  friendship  fpoke, 
When  every  mortal  bond  was  broke. 

4  We  on  that  friendfhip,  Lord,  repofe, 
The  healing  balm  of  all  our  woes ; 
And  we,  when  finking  in  the  grave, 
Truft  thine  omnipotence  to  fave. 

o  o 


320.  THE   CHRISTIAN. 

5  0  may  our  fpirits  by  thy  hand 
'Be  gather'ct  to  that  happy  band, 

Who  'midfl:  the  bleflings  of  thy  reign, 
Lufe  ail  remembrance  of  their  pain. 

6  In  raptures  there  divinely  fweet 
Give  us  our  kindred-louls  to  meet, 
And  wait  with  them  that  brighter  day, 
Whicli  all  thy  triumph  ihall  difplay  ! 

C  JCXXVIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge, 

The  Chtijllan  V/arrior  animated  and  crowned, 
Rev.  ii.  io. 

I    TTARK  !   'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice 
■*-  -*•   From  his  triumphant  feat ; 
'Midfl:  all  the  war's  tumultuous  noife, 
How  powerful  and  how  fweet ! 

3   <;  Fight  on,  my  faithful  band,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  : 
"  Who  firlt  in  fuch  a  warfare  dies, 
"  Shall  fpeedieft  victory  know. 

3  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 

"  And  in  the  duft  was  laid  ; 
"  But  thence  I  mounted  to  my  throne, 
"  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

4  "  That  throne,  that  glory  you  (hall  (hare  ; 

"  My  hands  the  crown  mail  give  ; 
"  And  you  the  fparkling  honors  wear, 
"  While  God  himfdf  mail  live." 

5  Lord,  'tis  enouoh  ;   our  fouls  are  fir'd 

With  courage  and  with  love  ; 
Vain  ate  the  adults  of  earth,  and  hell, 


,      WORSHIP. 

PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 

CCCXXIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge 

Retirement  and  Meditation,  Pfalra  iv.  4.. 

1  TJ  ETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

-*^-  And  chafe  thefe  fhadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  fome  folitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forfaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou,  great  God,  whofe  piercing  eye 
Diftinclly  marks  each  deep  recefs  ; 

In  thefe  fequeftered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  prefence  fill  the  place. 

3  Thro'  all  the  windings  of  my  heart. 
My  fearch  let  heavenly  wifdom  guide ; 
And  dill  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  all  be  fearch'd  and  purify'd. 

4  Then,  with  the  vifits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchfafe  my  inmoft  foul  to  cheer  ; 
'Till  every  grace  (hall  join  to  prove 
That  God  hath  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 

CCCXXX.     L.  M.     Buddoms. 
Reading  the  Scriptures. 

1  f^  RE  AT  God,  opprefs'd  with  grief  and  fear, 
^-^  I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 

Some  gracious  word  of  promife  there, 
To  footh  the  forrows  of  my  mind : 

2  I  turn  the  facred  volume  o'er, 

And  fearch  with  care  from  page  to  page  ; 
Of  threatenings  find  an  ample  (lore, 
13 at  nought  that  can  my  grief  afTuage. 
0  0  2 


331'  WORSHIP. 

3  And  is  there  nought  ?  forbid,  dear  Lord, 
So  bafe  a  thought  fhould  e'er  arife; 

I'll  fearch  again,  and  while  I  fearch, 

0  may  the  fcales  fall  off  mine  eyes  ! 

4  'Tis  done  :  and  with  tranfporting  joy, 

1  read  the  heaven-infpired  lines; 
There  mercy  fpreads  its  brightefl  beams, 
And  truth  with  dazzling  luftre  mines. 

5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  fouls, 
And  mines  of  gold  to  enrich  the  poor  : 
Here's  healing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  falve  for  every  feftering  fore. 

CCCXXXI.     L.  M.     President  Davies. 

Self-Examination^  Gal.  iv.  19,  20. 

1  TTTHAT  ftrange  perplexities  arife  ? 

*  "     What  anxious  fears  and  jealoufies  ? 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear  ? 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  I 

2  And  what  am  I  ? — My  foul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  furvey  take : 

Does  no  dark  fign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  my  fpirit  bear? 
Is  jfefus  form'd,  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  mine  ? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  fearch  me  ftill.; 
The  fecrets  of  my  foul  reveal ; 

My  fears  remove,  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience  clear. 


PRIVATE  WORSHIP.  332- 

5  Scatter  the  clouds  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  fpread; 
Lead  me  into  celeftial  day, 

And  to  myfelf,  myfelf  difplay. 

6  May  I  at  that  blefs'd  world  arrive, 
Where  Chrlft  thro*  all  my  foul  (hall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear  ! 

CCCXXXTI.     C.  M. 
Secret  Prayer^  Matt.  vi.  6. 

1  "LEATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
-*-     Sees  thro'  the  darkelr.  night ; 

In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-difcerning  fight. 

2  There  may  that  piercing  eye  furvey 

My  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  (hade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celeftial  fire 

The  incenfe  (till  inflame  ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  afpire, 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  mail  the  vifits  of  thy  love 

My  foul  in  fecret  blefs  ; 
So  fhalt  thou  deign  in  worlds  above 
Thy  fuppliant  to  confefs. 

PAUSE. 

5  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  I  afk, 

This  is  the  total  fum  ; 
Mercy,  thro*  Chriji,  is  all  my  fuit, 
Lord,  Jet  thy  mercy  come. 


333*334-  worship. 

FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

CCCXXXIII.     C.  M. 

Going  to  a  New  Habitation. 
i   /"^  REAT  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 
V^  Let  us  an  altar  raife  ; 
And  there  with  humble  frame  prefent 
Our  facrifice  of  praife. 
2  To  thee  we  give  our  health  and  ftrength, 
While  health  and  flrength  (hall  laft, 
For  future  mercies  humbly  truft, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  pafl. 

CCCXXXIV.     L.  M.     Steele. 
The  Chrijlian's  nobleft  Refolutlon,  Jofhua  xxiv.  1 5. 

1  AH  wretched  fouls,  who  ftrive  in  vain, 
•*-  -^   Slaves  to  the  world,  and  flaves  to  fin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  fuflain, 

A  nobler  fatisfadion  win. 

2  May  I  refolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whofe  fervice  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  fervice  all  nly  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  mine, 
Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foul, 
My  folemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  facred  ways, 
Great  God,  accept  my  foul's  defire, 
And  give  me  flrength  to  live  thy  praife. 


FAMILY   WORSHIP.       335,  336, 

CCCXXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Family  Religion,  Gen.  xviii.   19. 

"RATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  blefs, 

-■*     Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  ; 

From  thee  they  fpring,  and,  by  thy  hand 

They  have  been,  and  are  (till  fuftain'd. 

To  God,  mod  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 

Be  our  domeftic  altars  rais'd ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  fcorns  not  to  dwell 

With  faints  in  their  obfcurefl:  cell. 

To  thee  may  each  united  houfe, 

Morning  and  night,  prefent  its  vows  ; 

Our  fervants  there,  and  rifing  race  v 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 

The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 

While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 

To  join  the  family  above. 

CCCXXXV  I.     S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Infants ;   or,  Children,  Day  by  Day, 
given  to  God. 

/^»  REAT  God,  now  condefcend, 

^***  To  blefs  our  rifing  race ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  fpirits  bend 

To  thy  victorious  grace  ! 

O  what  a  vail:  delight 

Their  happinefs  to  fee  ! 
Our  warmeft  wifhes  all  unite, 

To  lead  their  fouls  to  thee. 

Dear  Lord,  thy  Spirit  pour 

Upon  our  infant  feed, 
O  bring  the  long'd-for  happy  hour 

That  makes  them  thine  indeed. 


337*  ?    worship. 

4  May  they  receive  thy  word, 
Confefs  the  Saviour's  name, 

Then  follow  their  defpifed  Lord, 
Thro'  the  baptifmal  flream. 

5  Thus  let  our  favor'd  race 
Surround  thy  facred  board, 

There  to  adore  thy  fovereign  grace, 
And  ling  their  dying  Lord, 

CCCXXXVII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Christ\t  Condefcendmg  Regard  to  little  Children^ 
Mark  x.  14. 

1  GEE  Ifrael's  gentle  fhepherd  (lands, 
*■-'   With  all-engaging  charms  ; 
Hark  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

Nor  fcorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  blefs  fuch  fouls  as  thefe, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  by  fervent  prayer, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourfelves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be  ! 

4.  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleafure  hear, 
Ye  children,  feek  his  face  ; 
And  fly  with  tranfport  to  receive 
The  bleilings  of  his  grace. 

J  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
Thy  guardian  care  we  truft  ; 
That  care  fhall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts 
If  weeping  o'er  their  du(t. 


PUBLIC   WORSHTP.  338. 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP.       , 

CCCXXXVIII.     148th,     B.  Francis*. 
On  opening  a  place  of  JVorfhip. 

1  TN  fweet  exalted  drains 

■*■  The  King  of  glory  praife ; 

O'/r  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Thro'  everlafting  days : 
He,  wita  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Suflains  or  finks  the  diflant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  fhine : 

Fair  Salem,  ftill  his  chofen  reft, 
Is  with  his  fmiles  and  prefence  bleft. 

3  Then,   King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thy  own  : 

Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  mow, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here,  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries, 

And  grateful  praife  afcend 

All  fragrant  to  the  fkies  : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  found, 
And  fpread  celeftial  joys  around. 

*  Sung  on  opening  the  Mceting-Houfe  at  Horfley,  Clou* 
cefterfhire,  September  18,  1774;  and  alfo,  at  the  opening 
of  the  new  Mceting-Houfe,  at  Downend,  near  Briftol, 
October  4,  1786. 


339-  worship. 

5  Here,  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Tmbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  fong 
Of  feraphim  above, 

And  willing  crowds  furround  thy  board 
With  facred  joy  and  fweet  accord. 

6  Here,  may  our  unborn  fons 
And  daughters  found  thy  praife, 
And  mine  like  polim'd  (tones, 
Thro*  long  fucceeding  days  ; 

Here,  Lord,  difplay  thy  faving  power, 
While  temples  {land  and  men  adore. 


CCCXXXIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

On  opening  a  place  of  Worjh'ip. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  thy  watchful  care  we  blefs, 
^^    Which  guards  our  fynagogues  in  peace ; 
Nor  dare  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worfhippers  with  dread. 

2  Thefe  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raife, 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praife: 
And  thou,  defcending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicefl;  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decifive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  (hail  iurvey  ; 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 


BLJC   WORSHIP* 

CCCXL.     C.  M.     Newton. 

On  opening  a  Place  for  foetal  Prayer. 

i    TT\EAR  fhephcrd  of  thy  people,  hear, 
*^    Thy  prtience  now  uiipiay  ; 
As  thou  hafl  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  thefe  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord  dwell  ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  confeience  eafe, 
The  wcunded  fpirit  heal. 

3  Shew  us  fome  token  cf  thy  love, 

Cur  fainting  hope  to  raae  ; 
And  pour  thy  bleilings  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praife. 

4  And  may  the  gofpel's  jo)  ful  found, 

Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  finners  round, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

CCCXLI.     S.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stensett. 

The  Pleafures  of  facial  IFor/b'tp. 

i        TTOW  charming  is  the  place, 
■*■-■•   Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  {beds  his  love  abroad  ! 

2  Not  the  fiir  palaces 

To  which  the  great  re  fart, 
Are  once  to  be  compar'd  with  this, 
Where  Jtfus  holds  his  court. 

3  Kere  on  the  mercy-feat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd 

Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  fit, 
And  fmili  on  all  around. 
r  p  2 


342.  WORSHIP. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  foul  prefents : 

He  liftens  to  their  broken  fighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  fovereign  will 
He  gracioufly  imparts  : 

And  in  return  accepts  with  fmiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  mc,  O  Lord,  a  place 
Within  thy  bleft:  abode, 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  fervants  of  my  God. 


CCCXLIL     7s.     D.  Turner. 

The  Excellency  of  Piibtic  Worfoip. 

1  II"    ORD  of  hods,  how  lovely  fair, 
•*~i  E'en  on  earth,  thy  temples  are ; 
Here  thy  waiting  people  fee 

Much  of  heaven  and  much  of  thee. 

2  From  thy  gracious  prefence  flows, 
Blifs  that  foftens  all  our  woes  ; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holv  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  defire. 

3  Here  we  fupplicate  thy  throne, 
Here  thou  mak'ft:  thy  glories  known  ; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Tafte  thy  love,  and  fing  thy  praife. 

4  Thus  with  feftive  fongs  of  joy 
We  our  happy  lives  employ  ; 
Love,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
'Till  from  earth  to  heav'n  we  foar. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  343- 

CCCXLIIL     L.  M.     Steele. 
The  Happinefs  of  humble  [for/J/ip,  Pfalm  lxxxiy. 

1  TTOW  lovely,  how  divinely  fv/eet, 
•*--■•   O  Lord,   thy  facred  courts  appear; 
Fain  would  my  longing  paiiions  meet 
The  glories  of  thy  pretence  there. 

2  O,  blefl  the  men,  bleft  their  employ, 
Whom  thy  indulgent  favors  raife 

To  dwell  in  thefe  abodes  of  joy, 
And  fing  thy  never-ceafing  praife. 

3  Happy  the  men  whom  ftrength  divine, 
With  ardent  love  and  zeal  infpires  ; 
Whofe  fteps  to  thy  bled:  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  Warm  delires. 

4  One  day  within  thy  facred  gate, 
Affords  more  real  joy  to  me, 

Than  thoufands  in  the  tents  of  (late  ; 
The  meaneit  place  is  blifs  with  thee. 

5  God  is  a  Sun  ;   our  brighted  day 
From  his  reviving  prefence  flows  ; 
God  is  a  (hield,   thro'  all  the  way, 
To  guard  us  from  furrounding  foes. 

6  He  pours  his  kindeft  bledings  down, 
Profufely  down  on  fouls  fincere  ; 

And  grace  mall,  guide,  and_glory  crown 
The  happy  favorites  of  his  care. 

7  O  Lord  cf  holls,  thou  God  of  grace, 
How  blelt,  divinely  bled,  is  he, 

Who  trulls  thy  love,  and  feeks  thy  face, 
And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee  ! 


344i34;-  wraksiifft, 

CCCXLIV.     L.  M. 

Delight  in  God's  Houfe  and  Confidence  in  hlmt 
Pfalm  xxvii. 

1  ^PHOU,  Lard,  my  fafcty,  thou  my  light, 

■*•  What  danger  fhall  my  foul  affright  ? 
Strength  of  my  lite  !  what  arm  fhaH  dare 
To  hurt  whom  thou  halt  own'd  thy  care  ? 

2  One  wilh,  with  holy  tranfport  warm, 
My  heart  has  form'd,  and  yet  fhall  form, 
One  gift  I  afk,  that  to  my  end 

Fair  Sion's  dome  I  may  attend  ; 

3  There  joyful  find  a  fare  abode, 
And  view  the  beauty  of  my  God; 
For  he  within  his  hallow'd  fhrine 
My  fecret  refuge  fhall  affign. 

4  When  thou  with  condefcending  grace, 
Haft  bid  me  feek  thy  mining  face, 
My  heart  reply'd  to  thy  kind  word, 
Thee  will  1  feek,  all-gracious  Lord. 

5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
And  nature  leave  a  parent's  heart ; 
My  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
Will  be  my  father  and  my  friend. 

6  Ye  humble  fouls,  in  every  ftrait 
On  God  with  facred  courage  wait ; 
His  hand  fhall  life  and  ftrength  afford, 
O  ever  wait,  upon  the  Lord. 

CCCXLV.     S.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Forms  vain  ivithout  Religion. 

i         A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
-*-  ■*■    How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Thro'  the  creation's  frame. 


346. 

2  Nature  in  every  drefs 
Her  humble  homage  pays, 

And  finds  a  thonfand  ways  t'exprefs 
Thine  undifTembled  praife. 

3  Mv  foul  would  rife  and  fing 
To  her  Creator  too, 

Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worfhip  due. 

4  [But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 
Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 

Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  fecurely  in, 
And  fwells  a  haughty  worm.] 

5  Create  my  foul  anew, 
Elfe  all  my  wot  fhip's  vain  ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  neV  be  true, 
Until  'tis  form'd  again. 

6  Let  joy  and  worfhip  fpend 
The  remnant  of  my  days, 

And  to  my  God,  my  foul  afcend 
In  fweet  perfumes  of  praife. 

THE  LORD's  DAY. 

CCCXLVI.    S.S.6.    Baltimore  Tune.  Merrick. 

Zeal  for  the  Houfe  of  God,  and  Delight  in  V/orjljip, 
Pfalm  exxii. 

I    HPHE  joyful  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
■*-     That  calls  me  to  thy  honor'd  dome 
Thy  prcfence  to  ^.dore  : 
My  feet  the  fummons  mall  attend, 
With  willing  fieps  thy  courts  afcend, 
And  tread  the  hallow'd  floor. 


347*  worship. 

2  Hither  from  judaPs  utmofl:  end, 
The  heaven-protected  tribes  afcend  ; 

Their  offerings  hither  bring  : 
Here,  eager  to  atteft  their  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praife  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  th'  immortal  King. 

3  Be  peace  implor'd  by  each  on  thee, 
O  Sion,  while  with  bended  knee 

To  JacoVz  God  we  pray: 
How  blefs'd,  who  calls  himfelf  thy  friend  ! 
Succefs  his  labor  mail  attend, 

And  fafety  guard  his  way. 

4.  O  may'fr.  thou,  free  from  hoftile  fear, 
Nor  the  loud  voice  of  tumult  hear, 

Nor  war's  wild  waftes  deplore  : 
May  plenty  nigh  thee  take  her  ltand, 
And  in  thy  courts,  with  lavifh  hand, 

Diflribute  all  her  (tore. 

5  Seat  of  my  friends  and  brethren,  hail, 
How  can  my  tongue,  O  Sion,  fail 

To  blefs  thy  lov'd  abode  ? 
How  ceafe  the  zeal  that  in  me  glows, 
Thy  good  to  feek,  whofe  walls  inclofe 

The  maniions  of  my  God? 


CCCXLVII.     7s.     AlcefterTune.     D.Turner. 

A  Song  of  Praife  to  the  Redeemer,  Pfalm  xl.  7,  8. 

I    TTOLY  wonder,  heavenly  grace, 
-*--*-  Come,  infpire  our  humble  lays, 
While  the  Saviour's  love  we  fing, 
Whence  our  hopes  and  comforts  fpring. 


lord's  day.  347, 


2  Man,  inrolv'd  in  guilt  and  woe, 
Touch'd  his  tender  bofom  fo, 
That  when  juftice  death  demands; 
Forth  the  great  deliverer  ftands  ; 

3  Cries  to  God,  "  Thy  mercy  (hew, 
"Lo!    I  come  thy  will  to  do; 

"  I  the  facrifice  will  be, 

"  Death  ihall  plunge  his  dart  in  me." 

4  Tho'  the  form  of  God  he  bore, 
Great  in  glory,  great  in  power, 
See  him  in  our  flefh  array'd, 
Lower  than  his  angels  made. 

5  [He  that  heaven  itfelf  pofTefs'd 
Now  an  infant  at  the  bread: ! 
Angels  from  the  world  above, 
See  and  lino  th'  amazing  love  ! 

6  Thro'  the  mining  hours  of  day, 
Toil  and  danger  mark  his  way  ; 
Lonely  mounts,  and  chilling  air, 
Witnefs  oft  his  midnight  prayer. J 

7  Now  the  heavenly  lover  dies  ! 
Darknefs  veils  the  mid-day  fkies  ! 
Angels  round  the  bloody  tree, 
Throng  and  gaze  in  ediacy. 

8  [Power  unfeen  earth's  bofom  heaves, 
Rocks  and  tombs  afunder  cleave  ; 
While  the  temple's  rending  veil 
Tells  the  priefr.  the  awful  tale.  J 

9  But  the  third  day's  dawning  come, 
Lo  !  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb  ! 
Reafcends  his  native  fky, 
Where  he  lives  no  more  to  die. 


348.  WORSHIP. 

10  On  his  crofs  he  builds  his  throne, 
Whence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
Sends  his  Spirit  down  to  give 
Dying  (Inners  grace  to  live. 

CCCXLVIII.     L.  M.     J.  Stennett; 

The  Sabbath. 

1  A  NOTHER  fix  days  work  is  done, 
•*■  *-   Another  fabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  foul,  enjoy  thy  reft, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blefs'd. 

2  Come,  blefs  the  Lord,  whofe  love  afligns 
So  fweet  a  reft  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  antepaft  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  feven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rife, 
As  grateful  incenfe,  to  the  Ikies  ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  fweet  repofe, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it,  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breaft, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  reft, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  fcenes  both  old  and  new ; 
With  praife,  we  think  on  mercies  paft, 
With  hope,  we  future  pleafures  tafte. 

C  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleafures  pafs  away  ; 
How  fweet,  a  fabbath  thus  to  fpend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  {hall  end ! 


lord's  day.  349, 


CCCXLIX.    i.tSth.    Carter  Lane  Tune. 

A  Hymn  for  Lord'j  Day  Morning, 

AWAKE,  our  d row fy  fouls, 
Shake  off  each  flothful  band, 
The  wonders  of  this  day 
Our  noblefl  fongs  demand. 
Aufpicious  morn  !    thy  blifsful  rays, 
Bright  feraphs  hail  in  fongs  of  praife. 

At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluclant  death  refgn'd 

The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

Its  dark  domains  coniin'd  : 
Th'  angelic  hod  around  him  bends, 
And  'midft  their  fnouts  the  God  afcends. 

All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Heaven  with  hofannas  rings  ; 

While  earth,  in  humbler  (trains, 

Thy  praife  refponfive  fi ngs  : 
Worthy  art  thou  who  once  wait,  {lain, 
Thro'  endlefs  years  to  live  and  reign. 

Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  fword, 

Afcend  thy  conquering  car, 

While  judice,  truth,  and  love 

Maintain  the  glorious  war  : 
Viclorious  thou,  thy  foes  (halt  tread, 
And  fin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 

With  falutary  pangs, 

To  each  rebellious  heart: 
Then  dying  fouls  for  life  fliall  fue, 
Numerous  as  drops  of  morning  dew*. 
o_q  2 


35°>  351*  worship. 

CCCL.    C.  M.     B- 


A  Hymn  for  the  Evening  of  the  Lord'j  Day. 

"FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
■*■     To  fhed  its  quickening  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  flow  devotion  burns  ! 
Kow  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  faints  above, 

And  praife  thee  while  we  live. 

Increafe,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  afcend, 
Where  the  afTembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 

The  fabbath  ne'er  (hall  end  ; 

Where  we  fliall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  luftre  fhine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 

And  feafl  on  love, divine  ; 

Where  we,  in  high  feraphic  drains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  the  etherial  plains, 

And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

CCCLI.     C.  M.     Cennick. 

LordV  Day  Evening. 

•\TTHEN,  O  dear  Jefus,  when  fliall  I 

*  *      Behold  thee  all  ferene  ? 
Blefl:  in  perpetual  fabbath-day, 
Without  a  veil  between  ? 

Aflift  me  while  I  wander  here, 

Amidft  a  world  of  cares  ; 
Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 

And  then  accept  my  prayers. 


LORD  S  DAY.  2S2i 

3  [Rehafe  mv  foal  from  every  chain, 

No  more  hell's  captive  led  ; 

And  pardon  a  repenting  child, 

For  whom  the  Saviour  bled. 

4  Spare  me,  my  God,  O  fpare  the  foul, 

That  gives  itfelf  to  thee  ; 

Take  all  that  I  poflefs  below, 

And  give  thyfelf  to  me.] 

5  Thy  Spirit,  O  myFather,  give, 

To  be  my  guide  and  friend, 
To  light  my  ways  to  ceafelefs  joys, 
To  fabbaths  without  end. 


CCCLII.     L.  M.     Gloucefter  Tune. 

The  Eternal  Salbatb,  Heb.  iv.  9. 

1  npHINE  earthly  fabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 

■*-     But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above  ; 
To  that  our  laboring  fouls  afpire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs  ; 
Nor  fin,  nor  hell  (hall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  fongs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repofe  ; 
No  midnight  fhade,  no  clouded  fun, 
But  facred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  Thine  earthly  fabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above ; 

To  that  our  laboring  fouls  afpire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 


»$?.  WORSHIP. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER, 

CCCLIII.     L.  M.     Cowper. 
Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

i   "XTTH  AT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
*  *      Tn  coming  to  a  mercy  feat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  -c  ^  ayer, 
But  wifhes  to  be  often  there  r* 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  faw ; 
Gives  exercife  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  bleffing  from  above. 

3  P.ertraining  prayer,  we  ceafe  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  chriftian's  armor  bright ; 
And  fatan  trembles,  when  he  fees 

The  weakeft  faint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Mofes  flood  with  arms  fpread  wide, 
Succefs  was  found  on  Ifrael's  fide  ; 

But  when  thro'  wearinefs  they  faiPd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words  ?  ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  fad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  fpent, 
To  heaven  in  fupplication  fent ; 
Your  cheerful  fongs  would  oftner  be, 

c<  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 


HYMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER.         354, 

CCCL1V.    7s. 

/  will  not  let  thee  go  except  thou  blefs  me, 
Gen.  xxxii.  26. 

1  T   ORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
""-*  Till  a  bleffing  thou  bellow  ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent  preffing  cafe. 

2  Doll  thou  a(k  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah,  my  Lord,  thcu  know'ft  my  name  ! 
Yet  the  quefticn  gives  a  plea, 
To  fupport  my  fuif  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didft  once  a  wretch  behold, 
,  In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy, 
That  poor  rebel,   Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  finner  near  defpair 
Sought  thy  mercy-feat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  fee  him  free, 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  pafs'd  fince  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  feen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  'till  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  haft  help'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  fo  much  mercy  pair, 
Canft  thou  let  me  fink  at  laft  ? 

7  No — I  muft  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodnefs  makes  me  bold  j 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jefus*  fake. 


355*  worship. 

CCCLV.     C.  M.     Edmund  Jones*. 

The  fuccefsful  Refohe — I  will  go  in  unto  the  King, 
Either  iv.  16. 
i    /^OME,  humble  Tinner,  in  whofe  breaft 
^  A  thoufand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppreft, 
And  make  this  lair,  refolve. 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jefus,  tho'  my  fin 

"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rofe  ; 
w  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
*«  Whatever  may  oppofe. 

3  "  Proftrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"  And  there  my  guilt  confefs, 

"  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 

"  Without  his  fovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whofe  fceptre  pardon  gives, 
"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  fuppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
"  But  if  I  perifh  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perim  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perifh  if  I  go, 

"  I  am  refolv'd  to  try  : 

"  For  if  I  flay  away,  I  know 

"  I  mud  for  ever  die." 


*  The  Rev.  Mr.  Jones  was  a  truly  worthy  paftor  of  the 
Baptift  Church  at  Exon,  Devon  :  he  departed  this  life,  on 
April  15,  1765,  aged  43.  His  fucceflor  was  my  very  amiable 
friend,  the  Rev,  Mr.  Thomas  Lewis,  who  died  Dec.  4,  1 774, 
aged  44  years.     This  page  is  facred  to  his  memory. 


HYMNS  BEFORE   PRAYER.    ^5^^2)57* 

CCCLVI.     S.  M. 

A  broken  Heart,  and  a  bleeding  Saviour. 

T7NTO  thine  altar,  Lord, 
*-J    A  broken  heart  I  bring ; 
And  wilt  thou  gracioufly  accept 
Of  fuch  a  worthlefs  thing  ? 

To  Chrijl  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
My  faith  dire&s  its  eyes  ; 
Thou  may'ft  reject  that  worthlefs  thing, 
But  not  his  facrihce. 

When  he  gave  up  the  gho(r, 
The  law  was  fatisfy'd  ; 
And  now  to  its  molt  rigorous  claims, 
I  anfwer,  "  Jefus  died." 

CCCLVIT.     L.  M.     Beddoms. 

Holy  Boldnefs. 

C  PRINKLED  with  reconciling  blood, 
^   I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  O  God; 
Thy  face  no  frowning  afpect  wears, 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears  ! 

Th*  incircling  rainbow,  peaceful  f'gn  '. 
Doth  with  refulgent  Brightness  ihine  ; 
And  while  my  faith  beholds  it  near, 
T  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 

Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay  ; 
With  courage  ling,  with  fervor  pray; 
And  tho'  myfelf  a  wretch  undone, 
Hope  for  acceptance  thro'  thy  Son — 

Thy  Son,  who  on  the  accurfed  trcj, 
Expir'd  to  fet  the  vilelr.  free  ; 
On  this  I  build  my  only  claim, 
And  ail  I  afk  is  in  his  name, 
n  r 


358.  WORSHIP. 

CCCLV1II.  8.  8.  6.  Chatham  Tune.  J.  Strapha*. 
The  LordV  Prayer,  Matt.  vi.  9 — 13. 

1  /^\UR  Father,  vvhofe  eternal  fway 
*-*    The  bright  angelic  holts  obey, 

O  !  lend  a  pitying  ear  : 
When  on  thy  awful  name  we  call, 
And  at  thy  feet  fubmiflive  fall, 

O  !   condefcend  to  hear. 

2  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend, 
May  rebels  to  thy  fceptre  bend, 

And  yield  to  fovereign  love  : 
May  we  take  pleafure  to  fulfil 
The  facred  dictates  of  thy  will, 

As  angels  do  above. 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  temporal  good, 
Our  raiment  and  our  daily  food, 

In  rich  abundance  come  : 
Lord,  give  us  (till  a  frefh.  fupply, 
If  thou  withhold  thy  hand,  we  die, 

And  fill  the  filent  tomb. 

4  Pardon  our  fins,  O  God!  that  rife, 
And  call  for  vengeance  from  the  fides ; 

And  while  we  are  forgiven, 
Grant  that  revenge  may  never  red, 
And  malice  harbor  in  that  breaft 

That  feels  the  love  of  heaven. 

5  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour, 
Ar.d  from  the  wily  tempter's  power 

O  !   fet  our  fpirits  free  : 
And  if  temptation  mould  afTail, 
May  mighty  grace  o'er  all  prevail, 

And  lead  our  hearts  to  thee. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON.    359,  $60. 

6  Thine  is  the  power,  to  thee  belongs 
The  con ("tanf  tribute  of  our  fongs, 

All  glory  to  thy  name : 
Let  every  creature  join  our  lays, 
In  one  refounding  ad  of  praife 

Thy  wonders  to  proclaim. 

HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON. 

CCCLIX.    L.  M.    Dr.  S.  Stensett. 

To  be  Jung  bet-ween  Prayer  and  Sermon, 
Matt,  xviii.  20. 

1  "VTTHERE  two  or  three,  with  fweet  accord, 

*  *      Obedient  to  their  fovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  ads  of  grace, 
And  offer  folemn  prayer  and  praife  ; 

2  "  There,"  fays  the  Saviour,  "  will  I  be, 
"  Amid  this  little  company; 

"  To  them  unveil  my  uniting  face, 

"  And  med  my  glories  round  the  place.'* 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  : 

Now  fend  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

CCCLX.    C.  M. 
1  Cor.  iii.  6.  7. 

1  TN  vain  Apollos*  filver  tongue, 

•*-    And  Paul's  with  drains  profound, 
Diffufe  among  the  liftening  throng, 
The  gofpel's  gladdening  found  : 

2  Jefus,  the  work  is  wholly  thine 

To  form  the  heart  anew, 
Now  let  thy  fovereign  grace  divine 
Each  ftubborn  foul  fubdue. 

r  r  2 


361,362.  WORSHIP. 

CCCLXI.    1 1 2th.    Uffculm  Tune.    Fawcett. 
Before  Sermon. 

1  nPHY  prefence,  gracious  God,  afford, 

^-     Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  : 
Mow  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  rnix'd  with  what  we  hear  : 
Chor.      Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefs5 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 

2  Difti  acting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  fatisfy'd  with  living  bread  : 

Chor.     Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefs, 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 

3  To  us  the  facred  word  apply, 
With  fovereign  power,  and  energy ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear  : 

Chor.     Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefs, 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal  ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will  : 
Thy  faving  power  and  love  difplay  ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day  : 

Chor.     Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  fervants  blefs, 
And  crown  thy  gofpel  with  fuccefs. 

CCCLXII.     C.  M.     Beddome. 

The  Frecnefs  of  the  Gofpel. 

1   TTOW  free  and  boundlefs  is  the  grace 
«*■■*■  Of  our  redeeming  God, 
Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
And  men  of  every  blood  ! 


HYMNS  EETORF.   SERMON.         363., 

The  mightiefr  king,  and  meancfl:  flave, 

May  his  rich  mercy  tslte  ; 
He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince 

Untc  the  gofpcl  feail. 

None  are  excluded  thence,  but  thofe 

Who  do  themfelves  exclude  ; 
Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 

The  ignorant  and  rude. 

Come  then,  ye  men  of  every  namer  I 

Of  every  rank  and  tongue  ; 
What  you  are  willing  to  receive 

Doth  unto  you  belong. 

CCCLXIII.     7s.     Stoel  Tune. 


A  Blejfing  humbly  requeued. 

1  If    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
■*~<   At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

O  \   do  not  our  fait  difdain, 

Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  In  thy  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  ftay> 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
'Till  a  bleffing  thou  bellow. 

3  Send  fome  meiTage  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

4  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee  a  God  fupremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  fick,  the  captive  free, 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


64j  3^5*  WORSHIP. 


CCCLXIV.     L.  M. 

The  Pool  of  Bclhcfda,  John  v.  2 — 4. 

1  TTOW  long,  thou  faithful  God,  mall  I 
•*"*•   Here  in  thy  ways  forgotten  lie  ? 
When  (hall  the  means  of  healing  be 
The  channels  of  thy  grace  to  me  ? 

2  Sinners  on  every  fide  ftep  in, 
And  wafh  away  their  pain  and  fin  ; 
But  J,  an  helplefs  (in-fick  foul, 
Still  lie  expiring  at  the  pool. 

3  Thou  cov'nant  angel  fwift  come  down, 
To-day  thine  own  appointments  crown  ; 
Thy  power  into  the  means  infufe, 

And  give  them  now  their  facred  ufe. 

4  Thou  feed  me  lying  at  the  pool, 

I  would,  thou  know'ft  I  would  be  whole ; 
O  let  the  troubled  waters  move, 
And  minirter  thy  healing  love. 

CCCLXV.     8.  7.  4.     Toplady's  Collection. 
Prayer  for  Minijler  and  People. 

1  T^E  A  REST  Saviour,  help  thy  fervant 
-*^   To  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love  ! 
Pour  thy  grace  upon  this  people, 

That  thy  truth  they  may  approve  : 
Blefs,  O  blefs  them, 
From  thy  fliining  courts  above. 

2  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  them 

To  partake  the  gofpel-feaft  : 
Let  thy  Spirit  fweetly  draw  them  ; 

Every  foul  be  Jefu'z  gueft  ! 
O  receive  us, 
Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  reft. 


HYMNS   BEFORE    SERMON.    366,  367. 

CCCLXVI.     L.  M.     Newton. 

Cafihig  the  Gofpd-Nct,  Luke  v.  5.  John  xxi.  6. 

1  "VJOW  while  the  gofpel-net  is  cart, 
.-^    Do  thou,  O  Lord,  the  effort  own ; 
From  numerous  difappointmenrs  pad, 
Teach  us  to  hope  in  thee  alone. 

2  May  this  be  a  much  favor'd  hour, 
To  fouls  in  fatan's  bondage  led  ; 

O  clothe  thy  word  with  fovereign  power 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raife  the  dead ! 

3  To  mourners  fpeak  a  cheering  word, 
On  feeking  fouls  vouchfafe  to  mine  ; 
Let  poor  backfliders  be  reftor'd, 
And  all  thy  faints  in  praifes  join. 

4  [O  hear  our  prayer,  and  give  us  hope, 
That  when  thy  voice  fhall  call  us  home, 
Thou  (HI!  wilt  raife  a  people  up 

To  Jove  and  praife  thee  in  our  room.] 

CCCLXVII.     S.  M.     Beddomk. 
He  beheld  the  City  and  nvept  over  it,  John  xix.  41, 

1  "P^ID  Chr'ijl  o'er  finners  weep  ? 
•*-'    And  mail  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burft  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  fee  ! 

Be  thou  aitoniuYd,  O  my  foul, 
He  ihed  thofe  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  lin  demands  a  tear  ; 

In  heaven  alone  no  fin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


363,69,  7°*         WORSHIP. 

CCCLXVIII.     8.  7. 4.     Helmfley  Tune.     E— 
ji  BhJJtng  requejled* 

1  <OOME,  thou  foul-transforming  Spirit, 
^-*   Blefs  the  fower  and  the  feed: 

Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit, 

Raife  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed  : 
From  the  gofpel 
Now  fupply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O  may  all  enjoy  the  blefling  ! 

Which  thy  word's  defign'd  to  give  : 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  poffefiing, 

Joyfully  the  truth  receive  : 
And  for  ever 
To  thy  praife  and  glory  live. 

CCCLXIX.     148th. 
Blind  Bartimeus,  Luke  xviii.  35 — 38. 

1  CINFUL,  and  blind,  and  poor, 
^  And  loft  without  thy  grace. 
Thy  mercy  I  implore, 

And  wait  to  fee  thy  face : 
Begging  I  fit  by  the  way-fide, 
And  long  to  know  the  crucify'd. 

2  Jtfus,  attend  my  cry, 
Thou  fon  of  Dai-id^  hear, 
If  now  thou  paffed  by, 
Stand  Mill  and  call  me  near  ; 

The  darknefs  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  fhew  me  now  thy  pardoning  love. 

CCCLXX.     L.  M.    Coombs'sTune.     Beddome. 
Thy  Kingdom  come,   Matt.  vi.  10. 

1      A  SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 
"*■        And  fpread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  ialvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 


HYMNS  BEFORE  SERMON.         37  I 

Let  millions  bow  before  thy  feat, 
Let  humble  mourners  feek  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

O  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord; 
Let  faints,  and  angels  praife  thy  name. 
Be  thou  thro'  heaven  and  earth  ador'd. 


CCCLXXI.     L.  M. 

Ezekiel'j  Vifion  of  the  dry  Bones,  Ezek.  xxxvii.  3, 

1  T    OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye; 
-*-J   See  sldam's  race  in  ruin  lie ; 

Sin  fpreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  icatters  flaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  thefe  mouldering  corpfes  live  ? 
And  can  thefe  perifh'd  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  minifters  are  fent  in  vain 
To  prophefy  upon  the  flain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
'Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  fpreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice : 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  found 

Shall  {hake  the  heavens  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead  faints  fhall  from  their  tombs  arife, 
And  fpring  to  life  beyond  the  fkits* 
S  S 


372,  73?  74-       worship. 

HYMNS  _*FTER.  SERMON. 

CCCLXXII.     C.  M. 

The  Parable  of  'ha  Sower,  Matt.  xiii.  3 — 23. 

1  "NJOW,  Lord,  the  heavenly  feed  is  fown, 
r-^    Be  it  thy  fervants'  care 

Thy  heavenly  bleiHng  to  bring  down, 
By  humble  fervent  prayer. 

2  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 

And  water  too  in  vain  ; 
Lord  of  the  harveft,   God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain. 

3  Then  (hail  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 

Begin  this  fong  divine  ; 
"  Thou,  Lord,  ha(l  given  the  rich  increafe, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

CCCLXXIII.     148th.     Newton. 

/"\N  what  has  now  been  fown, 

\~%   Thy  blefFmg,  Lord,  beftow  ; 

The  power  is  thine  alone, 

To  make  it  fpring  and  grow  ; 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harveft  raife 
And  thou,  alone,  malt  have  the  praife. 

CCCLXXIV.     L.  M. 
The  Spread  of  the  Gofpsl,   Matt.  vi.  10. 

1  HPO  difrant  lands  thy  gofpel  fend, 

-*-     And  thus  thy  empire  wide  extend: 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  ftubborn  Jew, 
Thou  King  of  grace  !   falvation  (hew. 

2  Where'er  thy  fan,   or  light  arife, 
Thy  name,  O  God!  immortalize  : 
May  nations  yet  unborn  confefs, 

Thy  wifdoni,  power  and  righieoufnefs. 


w 


HYMNS  AFTER  SESMON.    375,  JO, 
CCCLXXV.     C.  ft. 

,  and  Privileges,  Jude  20,  21. 

HILE  finners,  who  prefume  to  bear 
The  Chriiiian's  facred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  every  lulc, 
And  glory  in  their  ihame  ; 

2  Ye  faints  preferv'd  in  Chrijl  and  call'd, 

Detelt  their  impious  ways, 

And  on  the  batis  of  your  faith 

An  heavenly  temple  raife. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  his  quickening  gale, 
Adore,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

4  Preferve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God, 

And  let  the  flame  arife, 
And  higher  and  ftill  higher  blaze, 
Till  it  afcends  the  ikies. 

5  With  a  tranfporting  joy  expect 

The  grace  your  Lord  mall  give, 
When  all  his  faints  mail  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 

CCCLXXVI.  CM.  Toplady's  Collection. 
Now  is  the  accepted  Titvc. 

1  /^OME,  guilty  fouls,  and  flee  away 
^   To  Chrijl,  and  heal  your  wounds  ; 
This  is  the  welcome  gofpel-day 

Wherein  free  grace  abounds. 

2  God  lov'd  the  church,  and  gave  his  Son 

To  drink  the  cup  of  wrath  : 
And  Jefus  fays  he'll  cart  out  none 
That  come  to  him  by  faith. 
S  S  2 


377*7^79'      worship. 

CCCLXXVIl.    L.  M.    Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Acceptance  through  Christ  alone,  John  xiv.  6. 

1  TTQW  mall  the  fons  of  men  appear, 
•*■■*■   Great  God,  before  thine  awful  barf 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  mind? 

2  Not  vows)  nor  groans,  ror  broken  cries, 
Not  the  mod  coftly  facrifice, 

Not  infant  blood  profufdy  fpilt, 
Will  expiate  a  tinner's  guilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  %fus,  thine  alone, 
Hath  fovereign  virtue  to  atone  : 
Here  we  will  reft  our  only  plea 
When  we  approach,  great  Cod,  to  thee. 

CCCLXXVIII.     L.  M. 

Habbakuk  iii.  I  7,  18. 

TS  Jefus  mine !   I'm  now  prepar'd 

■*■   To  meet  with  what  I  thought  mod  hard  ; 

Yes,  let  the  winds  of  trouble  blow, 

And  comforts  melt  away  like  fnow ; 

No  blalled  trees  or  failing  crops, 

Can  hinder  my  eternal  hopes  ; 

Tho'  creatures  change,  the  Lord's  the  fame, 

Then  let  me  triumph  in  his  name. 

CCCLXXIX.      7s.     Deptford  Tune. 

Help,   Hofca  xiii.  9. 

SELF-deftroy'd  for  help  1  pray  : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 
Help  me  to  believe,  obey, 
Help  me  to  repent,  and  love, 
Help  me  to  keep  the  graces  given, 
Help  me  quite  from  hell  to  heaven. 


HYMNS   AFTER    SERMOX.    380,81,8-- 

CCCLXXX.     C.  M. 
Felix  trembling,  Afls  xxiv.  24,  l$. 

SEE  Felix,  cloth'd  with  pomp  and  power. 
See  his  refplendent  bride 
Attend  to  hear  a  prifoner  preach 

The  Saviour  crucify'd. 
He  well  defcribes  who  Jefus  was, 

His  glories  and  his  love, 
How  he  obey'd  and  bled  below, 

And  reigns  and  pleads  above. 
Felix  up  darts  and  trembling  cries, 

"  Go  for  this  time  away; 
"  I'll  hear  thee  on  thefe  points  again 

"  On  Tome  convenient  day." 
Attention  to  the  words  of  life 

Let  Felix  thus  adjourn  ; 
Lord)  let  us  make  thefe  folemn  truths, 

Our  firft  and  laft  concern. 

CCCLXXXI.     S.  M. 

Jabez'j-  Prayer,    1  Chron.  iv.  9,  10, 
«  /"^   THAT  the  Lord  indeed 
^-^   "  Would  me  his  fervant  blefs, 
"  From  every  evil  fliield  my  head, 
M  And  crown  my  paths  with  peace  1 
"  Be  his  almighty  hand 
"  My  helper  and  my  guide, 
M  Till  with  his  faints  in  Canaan's  land, 
"  My  portion  he  divide." 

CCCLXXXII.     C.  M. 

Pfalm  lxxxiv.  8. 
T    ORD  God,  omnipotent  to  blefs, 
-"-*   My  fupplication  hear  ; 
Guardian  of  Jacob,  to  my  voice 
Incline  thy  gracious  ear. 


383.  WORSHIP. 

2  If  I  have  never  vet  jbegoa 

To  tread  the  (acred  road, 
O  teach  mv  wandering  feet  the  way, 
To  Ztok's  bleit  aklde  ! 

3  Or  if  I'm  travelling  in  the  path, 

Affift  me  with  thy  iirength, 
And  let  me  fwift  advances  make, 
And  reach  thine  heaven  at  length  ! 

4  My  care,  my  hope,   my  firft  requeir, 

Are  all  compris'd  in  this, 
To  follow  where  thy  faints  have  led, 
And  then  partake  their  blifs. 

CCCLXXXIII.     1 04th.     SufTex  Tunc. 
Praife  for  Salvation. 

1  AUR  Saviour  alone 

^   The  Lord,  let  us  blefs, 
Who  reigns  on  his  throne, 

The  Prince  of  our  peace  ; 
Who  evermore  faves  us 

By  Ihedding  his  blood ; 
All  hail,  holy  Jeftti* 

Our  Lord  and  our  God! 

2  We  thankfully  fing 

Thy  glory  and  praife, 
Thou  merciful  fpring 

Of  pity  and  grace  :, 
Thy  kindnefs  for  ever 

To  men  we  will  tell, 
And  fay,  our  dear  Saviour 

Redeems  us  from  hell. 

3  Preferve  us  in  love, 

While  here  we  abide  : 
O  never  remove 

Thy  prefence,  nor  hide 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.    384,385. 

Thy  glorious  falvation, 

'Till  each  of  us  fee 
With  joy  the  blefs'd  vifion 

Completed  in  thee  ! 

CCCLXXXIV.     CM.     BoftonTune. 

Not  unto  us,  Pfalm  cxv.  1. 

"VTOT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 
-*-™    Bled:  Lamb,  be  glory  given  ! 
Here  (hall  thy  praifes  be  begun, 
And  carried  on  in  heaven. 

The  hofts  of  fpirits  now  with  thee 

Eternal  anthems  fing: 
To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !   we 

Our  hallelujahs  bring. 

Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  infpii'd, 

Like  theirs  our  fongs  mould  rife  ; 
Like  them  we  never  mould  be  tir'd, 

But  iove  the  facrifice. 

'Till  we  the  veil  of  flem  lay  down, 

Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 
And,  when  we  reach  thy  Father's  throne, 

We'll  give  thee  nobler  praife. 

CCCLXXXV.     8s.     Lock  Tune.     Hart. 

Our  God  for  ever  and  ever,  Pfalm  xlviii.  14. 

HPHIS  God  is  the  God  wo.  adore, 
•*■     Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend  ; 
Whofe  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 

And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end  : 
•Tis  Jefiu  the  firft  and  the  laft, 

Whofe  Spirit  mail  guide  us  fafe  home; 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft, 

And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


$$6,  $>].         worship. 

CCCLXXXVL     C.  M.     Ncwington  Tune. 

Ceknick. 
Christ  the  Burden  of  the  Song. 
i   r  j  'HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
■*-     We  love  to  hear  of  thee ; 
No  mufic's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  fo  fweet  can  be. 

2  O  let  us  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  fpeak, 
And  in  our  Pried  we  will  rejoice, 
Thou  great  Melchifedec. 

3  Our  Jefus  (hall  be  (rill  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  flay, 

We'll  fing  our  jefu's  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  elfe  decay : 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favor'd  throng, 
Then  will  we  fing  more  fweet,  more  loud, 
And  Ghrijl  ihall  be  our  fong. 

CCCLXXXVII.     6.  4.     Bermondfey  Tune. 
Worthy  the  Lamb, 
i   f^  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
^-*    Let  earth  and  fkies  reply  : 

Praife  ye  his  name : 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  forrows  bore  j 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 
I  ye/us,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  fin's  tremendous  load, 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
Tell  what  his  arm  hath  done, 
What  fpoils  from  death  he  won; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone  ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


HYMNS   AFTER   SERMON.  38S. 

While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Trailing  his  name  : 
Thofe  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  their  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

Join,  all  ye  ranfom'd  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  blefs  ; 

Praife  ye  his  name  : 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noife, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

What  tho*  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  mall  never  ceafe 

Praifing  his  name : 
To  him  our  fongs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  Without  ceafing  fing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

Then  let  the  hofts  above, 
In  realms  of  endlefs  love, 

Praife  his  dear  name  : 
To  him  afcribed  be 
Honor  and  majefty, 
Thro'  all  eternity; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

CCCLXXXVIII.     L.  M.     Hart. 

jit  D'lfmiffion. 
"TXISMISS  us  with  thy  bleffing,  Lord, 
-■"^    Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 
All  that  has  been  amifs,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 
T  t 


389, 390,  WORSHIP. 

2  Tho'  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 

Wafli  all  our  works  in  jfefuh  blood ; 

Give  every  fetter'd  foul  releafe, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  pe-ace. 

CCCLXXXIX.     8.  7.  4.     Hclmfley  Tune. 
The  fame, 

1  T    ORD,  difmifs  us  with  thy  blefling, 
■*— '   Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each  thy  love  poflefling, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 
O  refrefh  us  ! 
Travelling  thro'  this  wildernefs. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gofpePs  joyful  found, 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  falvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound: 
May  thy  prefence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  ! 

3  So,  whene'er  the  fignal's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
Borne  on  angels  wings  to  heaven, 

Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay, 
May  we  ready, 
Rife  and  reign  in  endiefs  day  ! 

CCCXC.     C.  M. 

Sanfi'ificatwn  and  Growth,  Heb.  xiii.  13,  2C. 

I    VT  OW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
■*-^    Who  from  the  imprifoning  grave, 
Reftor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  fhecp, 
Omnipotent  to  fave, 


HYMNS  AFTER  SERMON.    39  1 5  39 

2  Thro'  the  rich  mciits  of  that  blood, 

Which  he  on  Calvary  fpilt, 
To  make  th'  eternal  cov'nant  fure, 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built. 

3  Perfect  our  fouls  in  every  grace 

T'  accomplim  ail  his  will, 
And  ail  that's  pleafing  in  his  fight 
Infpire  us  to  fulfil  ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  fake, 

We  every  bleiTmg  pray  : 
With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd 
Thro'  heaven's  eternal  day  ! 

CCCXCI.     L.  M. 

The  Peace  of  Gov  fiall  keep,  &C.   Phil.  iv.  7. 

1  r  J  'HE  peace  which  God  alor.e  reveal?, 

•*•     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts : 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  bleffing  down 
On  every  foul  alTembled  here  ! 

CCCXCN.     8.7.     WellhTune.     Newton'. 
May  the  Grace,  &c.  2  Cor.  xiii.   14. 

V/TAY  the  grace  of  Chrlfl  our  Saviour, 
■***-*■  And  the  Father's  boundlefs  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor 
Relt  upon  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other,  and  the  Lord ; 
And  pofTefs  in  fweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  can  not  afford, 
T    t   2 


393'4>5>6>7-  worship. 


T 


DOXOLOG1ES. 

CCCXCIII.     C.  M. 

O  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghojl, 


Who  made  the  earth  and  heaven, 
Of  equal  dignity  poffeft, 
Be  equal  honors  given. 

CCCXCIV.     S.  M.     Beddome. 

HTO  the  eternal  Three, 
-*-     In  will  and  efTence  One, 
Be  univerfal  homage  paid, 
Coequal  honors  done. 

CCCXCV.     L.  M.     Bp.  Ke*. 

T)  RAISE  Go  J,    from  whom  all  bleffings  flow, 
-*-     Praife  him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praife  him  above,  ye  heavenly  hod, 
Praife  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghojl. 

CCCXCVI.     104th. 

/~*  IVE  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men, 
^^   And  publifh  abroad,  again  and  again, 
The  Son's  glorious  merit,  the  Father's  free  grace ; 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit,  to  Adam's  loft  race. 

CCCXCVII.     8.  8.  6.  Bentley's  Collection. 

r"rO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoji, 
-*-     Be  praife  amid  the  heavenly  ho  ft, 

And  in  the  church  below  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blefs'd  the  earth) 

From  whom,  all  comforts  How  ! 


THE   WORLD.  3984 

THE  WORLD. 

CCCXCVIIL     L.  M.     Blackmore. 
The  Vanity  of  earthly  Things. 

1  "TTTHAT  are  poflefiions,  fame,  and  power, 

•^  *      The  boafted  fplendor  of  the  great  ? 
What  gold,  which  dazzled  eyes  adore, 
And  feek  with  endlefs  toils  and  fweat  ? 

2  Exprefs  their  charms,  declare  their  ufe, 
That  we  their  merit  may  defcry  ; 

Tell  us  what  good  they  can  produce, 
Or  what  important  want  fupply  ? 

3  If,  wounded  with  the  ftnfe  of  fin, 
To  them  for  pardon  we  mould  pray, 
Will  they  reftore  our  peace  within  ; 
And  wafh  our  guilty  Rains  away  ? 

4  Can  they  celeflial  life  infplre, 
Nature  with  power  divine  renew, 
With  pure  and  facred  tranfports  fire 
Our  bofoms,  and  our  lulls  fubdue  ? 

5  When  wi'h  the  pangs  of  death  we  (hive, 
And  yield  all  comforts  here  for  io.'r, 
Will  they  fupport  us,  will  they  give 
Kind  fuccour,  when  we  need  it  mod  ? 

6  When  at  th/  Almighty's  awful  bar 
To  hear  our  final  doom  we  (land, 
Can  they  incline  the  J'-d?^  ro  f^are, 
Or  wreft  the  vengearce  from  my  head? 


399*  THE  world. 

7  Can  they  protect  us  from  defpair, 

From  the  dark  reign  of  death  and  heil, 
Crown  us  with  blifs,  and  throne  us  where 
The  juft,  in  joys  immortal  dwell  ? 

S  Sinners,  your  idols  we  defpife, 
If  thde  reliefs  they  cannot  grant: 
"Why  mould  we  fuch  delulions  prize, 
And  pine  in  everiafting  want  ? 

CCCXCIX.     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Vanily  of  the  World,  Pfalm  iv.  6. 

1  TN  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires, 
■*■   Forgetful  of  their  God, 

"  Who  will  fupply  ourvatr.  defires, 
"  Or  (hew  us  any  good  ?" 

2  Thro'  the  wide  circuit  of  the  earth 

Their  eager  wiihes  rove, 
In  chace  of  honor,  wealth,  and  mirth, 
The  phantoms  of  their  love. 

3  But  oft  thefe  fhadowy  joys  elude 

Their  molt  intenfe  purfuit : 
Or  if  they  feize  the  fancied  good, 
There's  poifon  in  the  fruit. 

4  Lcrdy  from  this  world  call  off  my  love, 

Set  my  affections  right  : 
Bid  me  afpire  to  joys  above, 
And  walk  no  moie  by  light. 

5  O  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 

Upon  my  bofom  mine  : 
AfTur'd  of  thy  forgiving  grace, 
My  joys  will  be  diune. 


THE  WORLD.  400,401 

CCCC.      C  M.      Needham. 
The  rich  Fool  furprlfeJ,   Luke  xii.   16 — 2  2. 

1  T^ELUDED  foals !   who  think  to  find 
U   A  folid  blifs  below  : 

Blifs !   the  fair  flower  of  pandife, 
On  earth  can  never  grow. 

2  See  how  the  foolifh  wretch  is  pleas'd, 

T'  increafe  his  worldly  (lore  ; 
Too  fcanty  now  he  finds  his  barns, 
And  covets  room  for  more. 

3  "  What  fhall  I  do  ?"  diftrelt  he  cries, 

"  This  fcheme  will  I  purfue  : 
u  My  fcarity  barns  fnall  now  come  down, 
"  I'll  build  them  large  and  new. 

4  "  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits  and  bid 

**  My  foul  to  take  its  eafe  : 
"  Eat,  drink,  be  glad,  my  lading  (tore 
"  Shall  give  what  joys  I  pleafe." 

5  Scarce  had  he  fpoke,  when  lo  !  from  heaven 

The  Almighty  made  reply  : 
"  For  whom  do(t  thou  provide,  thou  fool  ? 
"  This  night  thyfelf  (hall  die." 

6  Teach  me,  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 

Are  but  an  empty  dream  : 

And  may  T  feek  my  blifs  alone, 

In  thee  the  good  fupreme! 

CCCCI.     C.  M. 

The  iv hole  World  no  Compenfal'ton  for  the  Lofs  of  one 
Soul,  Mark  viii.  36. 

1    IT    ORD,  (hall  we  part  with  gold  for  drofs, 
-*-1  With  folid  good  for  (how  ? 
Out-live  our  blifs,  and  mourn  our  lofs 
Jn  everlaflirg  woe  ? 


402.  the  world; 

2  Let  us  not  lofe  the  living  God, 

For  one  fhort  dream  of  joy: 
With  fond  embrace  cling  to  a  clod, 
And  fling  ail  heaven  away. 

3  Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear, 

We  all  thy  charms  defy  ; 
And  rate  our  precious  fouls  too  dear 
For  all  thy  wealth  to  buy. 

CCCCII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric, 

The  Farewell. 

1  T>EAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 
*-*   To  mortal  joys  and  mortal  cares ; 
To  fenfual  blifs  that  charms  us  fo, 

Be  dark,  mine  eyes,  and  deaf,  my  ears. 

2  Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  tafte 
Of  the  fair  fruit  that  finners  prize  : 
Their  paradife  mall  never  wade 
One  thought  of  mine,  but  to  defpife. 

3  All  earthly  joys  are  over-weigh'd 
With  mountains  of  vexatious  care  ; 
And  where's  the  fweet  that  is  not  laid 
A  bait  to  fame  deltruclive  lnare  ? 

4  Begone,  for  ever,  mortal  things  ! 
Thou  mighty  mole-hill,  earth,  farewell ! 
Angels  afpire  on  lofty  wings, 

And  leave  the  globe  for  ants  to  dwell. 

5  Come,  heaven,  and  fill  my  vafl  defires, 
My  foul  purfues  the  fovereign  good  : 
She  was  all  made  of  heavenly  fires, 
Nor  can  (lie  live  on  meaner  food. 


THE  CHURCH.         403,404, 

THE  GOSPEL  CHURCH. 

CCCCIII.    C.  M. 

The  Church  defcriked;  or,  the  Stability  and  Glory 
of  S ion,  Cant.  vi.  10. 

1  CAY  who  is  me,  that  looks  abroad 
^   Like  the  fweet  bluftnng  dawn, 
When  with  her  living  light  fhe  paints 

The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn  : 

2  Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  fides 

Serene  her  throne  (he  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  (tars  fupreme 
In  full-orb'd  glory  rides  : 

3  Clear  as  the  fun,  when  from  the  eaft 

Without  a  cloud  he  fprings, 
And  fcatters  boundlefs  light  and  heat, 
From  his  refplendent  wings : 

4  Tremendous  as  an  hoft  that  moves 

Majeflically  flow, 
With  banners  wide-difplay'd,  all  arm'd, 
All  ardent  for  the  foe  ! 

5  This  is  the  church  by  heaven  array'd, 

With  frrength  and  grace  divine  ; 
Thus  fhall  fhe  (hike  her  foes  with  dread, 
And  thus  her  glories  mine. 

CCCCIV.     L.  M.     Steele. 
The  Preface  of  Christ  the  Joy  of  his  People. 

1    r  I  ^HE  wondering  nations  have  beheld 
■*■     The  facred  prophecy  fuhiil'd, 
And  angels  hail'd  the  glorious  morn, 
That  fhew'd  the  great  MefTiah  bom  ; 
U  U 


405.  THE  CHURCH. 

2  The  Prince  !  the  Saviour !  long  defir'd, 
Whom  men  foretold,  by  heaven  infpir'd, 
'And  raptur'd  faw  the  blifsful  day 

Rife  o'er  the  world  with  healing  ray. 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
His  flints  behold  his  fmiling  face,; 
And  oft  have  feen  his  glory  fhine, 
With  power  and  majefly  divine  : 

4.  But  foon,  alas  !   his  abfencc  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wifh  his  kind  return  : 
Without  his  life-infpiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  fcene  of  gloomy  night. 

5  Come,  deareft  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die  j 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rife 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes ; 

6  'Till  fill'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  thole  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raife, 

And  heaven  and  earth  refound  thy  praife. 

CCCCV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

diking  the  Way  to  S'wn,  Jer.  I.  5. 

1  pNQUlRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way, 
-*^  That  leads  to  Sion's  hill, 

And  thither  fet  your  Heady  face, 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  Grangers  all  around 

Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 
And  fpread  the  fentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 


THE  CHURCH.  406. 

3   0  come,  and  to  his  temple  hafte, 
And  feek  his  favor  there  ; 
Before  his  footflool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer  ! 
|4  O  come,  and  join  your  fouls  to  God 
In  everlalHng  bands, 
Accept  the  bleffings  he  beftows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 

CCCCVI.     148th.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
At  the  forming  a  Church. 
Jfaiah  lvi.  6,  7.  Matt.  xxi.  13.  and  Eph.  ii.  13,  19* 

1  r^  RE  AT  Father  of  mankind, 
^r  We  blefs  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place  : 

How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  difplays, 
For  us  to  raife 
A  houfe  of  prayer  ! 

2  Tho'  once  eftranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne  ; 
.  For  jfefus  brings  us  near, 
And  makes  our  caufe  his  own : 

Strangers  no  more, 

To  thee  we  come, 

And  find  our  home, 

And  reft  fecure. 

3  To  thee  our  fouls  we  join, 
And  love  thy  facred  name  ; 

•     No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim  ; 
Our  Father  King, 
Thy  covenant  grace 
Our  fouls  embrace, 
Thy  tides  fing. 

U  U  2 


407.  THE  CHURCH. 

4  Here  in  thy  houfe  we  feaft 
On  dainties  all  divine  ; 

And,  while  fach  fweets  we  tafte, 
With  joy  our  faces  fhine  : 

Incenfe  (hall  rife 

From  flames  of  love, 

And  God  approve 

The  facrifice. 

5  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worfhip  in  thy  houfe  ; 
And  thou  attend  the  fong, 
And  fmile  upon  their  vows  ; 

Indulgent  (till, 
'Till  earth  confpire 
To  join  the  choir 
On  Zi<?«'s  hill. 


CCCCVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  InJlUut'wn  of  a  Gofpel  Minijlry  from  Christ, 
Eph.  iv.  8,  11,  12. 

1  "LEATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  houfe 

•*■     Smile  on  our  homage,  and  our  vows  j 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  (hare 
Thefe  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rofe 
In  fplendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  fprung  th'  apojlhs  honor'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame; 

In  lowlier  forms  to  blefs  our  eyes, 
Paflors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rife. 


I 


THE   CHURCH.  408. 

4  From  Chrtft  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Chr'ijl  their  graces  live  : 
While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midft  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  ltand. 

5  So  fhall  the  bright  fuccefiion  run 
Thro'  the  laft  courfes  of  the  fun  ; 
While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
Shall  rife  and  flourifh  large  and  fair. 

6  Jefus  our  Lord,  their  hearts  (hall  know, 
The  fpring,  whence  all  thefe  bleffings  How : 
Pajlors  and  peoph  fhout  his  praife 

Thro*  the  long  round  of  endlefs  days. 


CCCCVIII.     L.  M. 

On  fending  a  Member  Into  the  Work  of  the  Mimflry* — 
Ifaiah'j  ObedLyice  to  the  heavenly  Vifion,   Ifa.  vi.  8. 

1  /^\UR  God  afcends  his  lofty  throne, 
^-^  Array'd  in  majefty  unknown  ; 
His  luftre  all  the  temple  fills, 

And  fpreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills. 

2  The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
By  all  the  feraphlm  ador'd, 

And,  while  they  ltand  beneath  his  feat, 
They  veil  their  faces,  and  their  feet. 

3  Lord>  how  can  finful  lips  proclaim 
The  honors  of  fo  great  a  name  ? 

O  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
To  touch  his  lips,  to  fire  his  foul ! 
4.  Then,  if  a  mefTenger  thou  afk 
A  laborer  for  the  hardert  taflc, 
Thro'  all  his  weaknefs  and  his  fear, 
Love  (hall  reply,  "  Thy  fervant's  here." 

*  If  fung  on  any  other  occafion,  "  his,''  in  the  three  laft 
verfes,  may  be  exchanged  for  "  my." 


409,  4To«         THE  CHURCH* 
5   Nor  let  his  willing  foul  complain, 
Tho'  every  effort  feem  in  vain  ; 
It  ample  recompence  fhall  be, 
But  to  have  wrought,  O  God,  for  thee. 

CCCCIX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  Direction  in  the  Choice  of  a  Pajlor. 

1  CHEPHERD  of  Ifrael,  bend  thine  ear, 
^  Thy  fervants'  groans  indulgent  hear  ; 
Perplex'd,  diftrefs'd,  to  thee  we  cry, 
And  feek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 

2  Send  forth,  O  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footlleps  right: 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  fuftain, 
Nor  let  us  feek  thy  face  in  vain. 

3  Return,  in  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn ; 
May  our  blefs'd  eyes  a  fhepherd  fee, 
Dear  to  our  fouls,  and  dear  to  thee ! 

CCCCX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Watching  for  Souls.     /In  Ordination  Hymn, 
Heb.  xiii.  17. 

1  T  ET  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
-*-J  And  take  the  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 

Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  caufe  of  fmall  import, 

The  payor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  fouls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  blifs  forego  ; 
For  fouls,  which  rauft  for  ever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 


ORDINATION.  '     4II. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  hafte, 

Th'  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  fhouldfr.  thou  (triclly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord,  where  mould  we  appear  ! 

5  May  they,  that  Jefui  whom  they  preach, 

Their  oivn  Redeemer  fee, 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  fouls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

CCCCXI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Goodnefs  of  Gob  acknowledged  in  giving  Pajlcvs 
after  hh  onvn  heart,  Jer.  iii.  15*. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Minijler. 

1  OHEPHERD  of  7f/W,  thou  doft  keep 
^  With  conftant  care,  thy  humble  fneep; 
By  thee  inferior  pallor's  rife 

To  feed  our  fouls,  and  blefs  our  eyes. 

2  To  all  thy  churches  fuch  impart, 
Model'd  by  thy  own  gracious  heart ; 
Whofe  courage,  watchfuinefs  and  love 
Men  may  atteft,  and  God  approve. 

3  Fed  by  their  active  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  all  thy  fheep  appear  ; 
And,  by  their  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Zion's  paflure  tread ! 

4  Here  had:  thou  liflened  to  our  vows, 
And  fcatter'd  bleifings  on  thy  houfe ; 
Thy  faints  are  fuccor'd,  and  no  more 
As  fheep  without  a  guide  deplore. 

5  Completely  heal  each  former  ftroke, 
And  blefs  the  fhepherd  and  the  flock  ; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercies  raife, 
And  own  this  tribute  of  our  praife. 

*   Sec  Hymn  ccccvii.  and  Affociation  Hymns. 


412,413*         THE  CHURCH. 

CCCCXI1.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Christ'.;  Care  of  Miniflers  and  Churches,  Rev.  ii.  t. 

1  "\X7"E  blefs  the  eternal  fource  of  light, 

*  *      Who  makes  the  (tars  to  mine  ; 
And,  thro'  this  dark  beclouded  world, 
Diffufeih  rays  divine. 

2  We  blefs  the  churches  fovereign  King, 

Whofe  golden  lamps  we  are ; 
Fix'd  in  the  temples  of  his  love 
To  mine  with  radiance  fair. 

3  Still  be  our  purity  preferv'd  ; 

Still  fed  with  oil  the  flame  ; 

And  in  deep  characters  infcrib'd 

Our  h^ivenly  mailer's  name. 

4  Then,  while  between  our  ranks  he  walks, 

And  all  our  (tate  furveys, 
His  fmiles  mall  with  new  luftre  deck 
The  people  of  his  praife. 

CCCCXHI.     L.  M. 

On  the  dangerous  IUnefs  of  a  Mlnijler. 

1  /^  THOU,  before  whofe  gracious  throne, 
^-^   We  bow  our  fuppliant  fpirits  down, 
View  the  fad  bread,  the  dreaming  eye, 
And  let  our  forrows  pierce  the  iky. 

2  Thou  know'ft  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell, 
Thou  only  canft  affuage  our  grief, 
And  yield  our  woe-fraught  heart  relief. 

3  Tho'  we  have  finn'd  and  juftly  dread 
The  vengeance  hovering  o'er  our  head ; 
Yet,  Power  benign,  thy  fervant  fpare, 
Nor  turn  afide  thy  people's  prayer. 


i 


THE  CHURCH,  414. 

4  Avert  thy  fwift  defcending  droke, 
Nor  fmite  the  (he;. herd  of  the  flock, 
Left  o'er  the  barren  wade  we  (hay, 
To  prowling  wolves  an  eafy  prey. 

5  Redore  him  finking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  hade  to  fave ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  willies  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

C  Bound  to  each  foul  by  tendered  ties, 
In  every  bread  his  image  lies  ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,   O  Geo1,  impart, 
Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

7  Yet  if  our  fupplication?  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  naught  prevail, 
Condemn'd  on  this  dark  defert  coad, 
To  moarn  our  much-lov'd  leader  loft : 

8  Be  thou  his  drength,  be  thou  his  day, 
Support  him  thro'  the  gloomy  way, 
Comfort  his  foul,  furround  his  bed, 
And  guide  him  thro'  the  dreary  made* 

9  Around  him  may  thy  angels  wait, 
Deck'd  with  their  robes  of  heavenly  date. 
To  teach  his  happy  foul  to  rife, 

And  waft  him  to  his  native  ikies. 

CCCCXIV.     C.  M. 

At  a  Mhujlcr's  leaving  his  People. — Paul's  farewell 
Charge,  Acts  xx.  26,  27. 

I   "\T7"HEN  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends, 
*  *      It  was  a  weeping  day ; 
But  Jefus  made  them  all  amends, 
And  wip'd  their  tears  away. 
X  X 


415*  THE   CHURCH. 

2  In  heaven  they  meet  again  with  joy 

(Secure  no  more  to  part) 
Where  praifes  every  tongue  employ, 
And  pleafure  fills  each  heart. 

3  Thus  all  the  preachers  of  his  grace 

Their  children  foon  fhall  meet; 
Together  fee  their  Saviour's  face, 
And  worfhip  at  his  feet. 

4  But  they  who  heard  the  word  in  vain, 

Tho'  oft  and  plainly  warn'd  ; 
Will  tremble  when  they  meet  again 
The  miniders  they  fcorn'd. 

5  On  your  own  heads  your  blood  will  fall 

If  any  perifh  here  ; 
The  preachers  who  have  told  you  all 
Shall  ftand  approv'd  and  clear. 

6  Yet,  Lord,  to  fave  themfeives  alone, 

Is  not  their  utmoit  view  ; 
O  !  hear  their  prayer,  thy  meffage  own, 
And  fave  their  hearers  too. 


CCCCXV.    L.  M. 


The  People's  Prayer  for  their  Mintjler. 

TT7ITH  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
v  *     Him  whom  we  -now  to  thee  commend  ; 
His  perfon  blefs,  his  foul  fecure, 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

Gird  him  with  all-fufhcient  grace, 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace  ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulnefs  fulfil, 
And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 


THE   CHURCH.  4 1 6. 

3  Before  him  thy  protection  fend  ; 
O  love  him,  five  him  to  the  end  ! 
Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 

4  Enlarge,  enflame,  and  fill  his  heart, 
In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert : 
That  thoufands  yet  unborn  may  praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  "race. 

CCCCXVI.     L.  M.     Dn.  Gibbons. 
The  Pajhr's  Wtfi  for  his  People*,   Phil.  iv.  I. 

1  1V/TY  brethren,  from  my  heart  belov'd, 
±y±.  Whofe  welfare  fills  my  daily  care, 
My  prefent  joy,  my  future  crown, 

The  word  of  exhortation  hear. 

2  Stand  fad  upon  the  folid  rock, 
Of  the  Redeemer's  righteoufnefs, 
Adorn  the  gofpel  with  your  lives, 
And  praclife  what  your  lips  profefs. 

3  With  pleafure  meditate  the  hour, 
When  he,  defcending  from  the  fides, 
Shall  bid  your  bodies,  mean  and  vile, 
In  his  all-glorious  image  rife. 

4  Glory  in  his  dear,  honor'd  name, 
To  him  inviolably  cleave  ; 

Your  all  he  purchas'd  bv  his  blood, 
Nor  let  him  lefs  than  all  receive. 

5  Such  is  your  payor's  faithful  charge, 
Whofe  foul  defires  not  youi's,  but  you, 
O  may  he  at  the  Lord's  right-hand, 
Himfelf  and  all  his  people  view  ! 

*  Given  out  at  Dr.  Gibbons's  Meeting- Houfe,  July  21, 
178s ;  when  the  place  was  to  be  fhut  up  for  repair. 
X  X  2 


* 


417-  THE  CHURCH  S 

CCCCXVII.     L.  M. 

At  a  Choice  of  Deacons,   I  Tim.  iii.  8 — 13. 

1  Tj^AIR  Sion's  King,  we  fuppliant  bow, 
-^     And  hail  the  grace  thy  church  enjoys; 
Her  holy  deacons  are  thy  own, 

With  all  the  gifts  thy  love  employs. 

2  Up  to  thy  throne,  we  lift  our  eyes, 
For  bleflings  to  attend  our  choice*-, 
Of  fuch  whofe  generous,  prudent  zeal 
Shall  make  thy  favor'd  ways  rejoice. 

3  Happy  in  Jefus  their  own  Lord, 
May  they  his  facred  table  fpread, 
The  table  of  their  paftor  fill, 
And  fill  the  holy  poor  with  bread  ! 

4.  [When  paflor,  faints,  and  poor  they  ferve, 
May  their  own  hearts  with  grace  be  crown'd  1 
While  patience,  fympathy,  and  joy 
Adorn,  and  thro'  their  lives  abound.] 

5  By  purefl  love  to  Cbrifi,  and  truth, 
O  may  they  win  a  good  degree 

Of  boldnefs  in  the  chriftian  faith, 
And  meet  the  fmile  of  thine  and  thee  I 

6  And  when  the  work  to  them  aflign'd — 
The  work  of  love  is  fully  done, 

Call  them  from  ferving  tables  here, 
To  fit  around  thy  glorious  throne. 

*  If  this  Hymn  be  fung  before  the  choice,  then  thefecond 
line  of  the  fecond  verfe  may  ftand  thus, 

"  For  wifdom  to  direct  our  choice." 


GLORY  PREDICTED.  418. 

CCCCXVIII.     8.7.     CarlifTe  Tune. 

Ghriotu  Things  fpohn  of  Zion  the  City  of  God, 
Ifaiah  xxxiii.  20,   21. 

1  r^  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  aie  fpoken, 
^Jr    Zion's  city  of  our  God! 

He,  whofe  word  canno(t  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 
What  can  fhake  thy  fure  repofe  ? 
With  falvation's  walls  furrounded 
Thou  may'ft  fmile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  [See  !   the  ftreams  of  living  waters 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 

Well  fupply  thy  fons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  fuch  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  third  t'afluage  ? 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Shewing  that  the  Lord  is  near  : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 
Light  by  night  and  fhade  by  day  ; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 
Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray.] 

4  Blell  inhabitants  of  Zion, 
Wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 
Jtfus,  whom  their  fouls  rely  on, 
Makes  them  kings  and  priefts  to  God: 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raifes 

Over  felf  to  reign  as  kings, 
And  as  priefts,  his  folemn  praifes 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings, 


41  9*  THE   CHURCH  5 

5   Saviour>  if  on  Zion's  city 

I  thro*  grace  a  member  am  ; 

Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name: 

Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleafare, 

All  his  boalred  pomp  and  (how  ! 

Solid  joys  and  lafting  treafure, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

CCCCXIX.     CM. 

The  Increafe  of  the  Church  promlfed  amd pleaded \ 
Pfalm  ii.  8. 

1  "pATHER,  is  not  thy  promife  pledg'd 
-*■     To  thine  exalted  Son, 

That  thro'  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  mall  run  ? 

2  "  Afk,  and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 

"  For  thine  inheritance, 
"  And  to  the  world's  remotefr.  mores 
"  Thine  empire  (hail  advance." 

3  Haft  thou  not  faid  the  blinded  Jews 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 
While  Gentiles  to  his  ftandard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4.   [When  (hall  th'  untutor'd  Indian  tribes, 
A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace.] 

5  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues^ 
Under  th'  expanfe  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  given  ? 


GLORY  PRAYED  FOR.  42O, 

6  From  eaO:  to  weft,  from  north  to  fouth, 

Then  be  his  name  ador'd  ! 
Europe,  with  all  thy  millions,  fhout 
Hofannahs  to  thy  Lord! 

7  Afia  and  Africa,  refound 

From  fhore  to  fhore  his  fame: 
And  thou,  America,  in  fongs 
Redeeming  love  proclaim ! 

CCCCXX.    C.  M. 


Prayer  for  Mlffionaries . 

^  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
^-3r  Are  by  creation  thine; 
And  in  thy  works  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  mine. 

But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  fent 

Thy  gofpel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  ftores  of  grace 

Are  treafur'd  in  thy  mind. 

Lord,  when  mail  thefe  glad  tidings  fpread 

The  fpacious  earth  around, 
'Till  every  tribe,  and  every  Ibul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  found  : 

O  when  fhall  Afnc\  fable  fons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word, 
And  vaiTals  long-enflav'd  become 

The  freedmen  of  the  Lord? 

When  mail  th'  untutor'd  heathen  tribe, 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  ImmanuePz  feet, 

And  learn  and  fee  his  grace  ? 


421.  THE   CHURCH'S 

6  Hade,  fovereign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 

Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  fpread  the  gofpel's  rays, 
And  build  on  fin's  demolinVd  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praife  ! 


CCCCXXI.     L.  M. 

Longing  for  the  Latter  Day  Glory. 

i  TTOW  many  years  has  man  been  driven 
-*-  ■*■  Far  off  from  happinefs  and  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou,  gracious  Lord,  reftore 
Thy  wandering  church,  to  roam  no  more? 

2  Six  thoufand  years  are  nearly  pad 
Since  Adam  from  thy  fight  was  cart  ; 
And  ever  fince,  his  fallen  race, 
From  age  to  age  are  void  of  grace. 

3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  martyr'd  Lamb  ? 
When  (hall  the  captive  troops  be  free. 
And  keep  th'  eternal  Jubilee  ! 

4  Haften  it,  Lord,  in  every  land, 
Send  thou  thine  angels  and  command  ; 
•*  Go  found  deliverance  ;    loudly  blow 
"  Salvation  to  the  faints  below  !" 

5  We  want  to  have  the  day  appear  ! 
The  promis'd  great  fabbatic  year, 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  fin,  and  hell, 
Ifrael  in  ceafelefs  peace  mail  dwell. 


GLORY  PRAYED  FOR.  422, 

6  'Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  reft, 
Thou  (till  /halt  hear  our  ftrong  requeft  ; 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  (hall  be, 
Lord,  found  the  trump  of  Jubilee. 


CCCCXXTI.     1 1 2th. 


Gentiles  Praying  for  Jews,  Rom.  xi.  I,  2,  25,  26. 

1  "pATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear 
■*■     Our  earneft  fuit  for  Abra'ms,  feed  ; 
Juftly  they  claim  the  fofteft  prayer 

From  us  adopted  in  their  ftead  : 
Who  mercy  thro*  their  fall  obtain, 
And  Chrijl  by  their  rejection  gain. 

2  Outcafts  from  thee,  and  fcatter'd  wide 

Thro'  every  nation  under  heaven, 
Blafpheming  whom  they  crucify'd, 

Unfav'd,  unpity'd,   unforgiv'n  ; 
Branded  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load, 
Abhor'd  of  men,  and  curs'd  of  God. 

3  But  haft  thou  finally  forfook, 

For  ever  caft  thy  own  away  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murderers  look 

On  him  they  piere'd,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes,  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  paft  : 
«  All  Ifrael  (hall  be  fav'd  at  laft." 

4  Come  then,  thou  great  deliverer,  come ; 

The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove, 
Receive  thy  ancient  people  home, 

That,  quicken'd  by  thy  dying  love, 
The  world  may  their  reception  view, 
And  fhout  to  God,  the  glory  due. 

y  y 


423.  THE  CHURCH. 

ASSOCIATIONS—OR,  GENERAL  MEETING  OF 
CHURCHES  AND  MINISTERS*, 

CCCCXXIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Spiritual  AJfociations  reglflertd  tn  Heaven;  or,  God*/ 
gracious  Approbation  of  atlive  Attempts  to  revive 
Religion,  Mai.  iii.  16,    17. 

1  THHE  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 

•*■     From  his  celeiHal  throne  ; 
And,  when  the  wicked  fwarm  around, 
He  well  difcerns  his  own. 

2  He  fees  the  tender  hearts  that  mourn 

The  fcandals  of  the  times  ; 

And  join  their  efforts  to  oppofe 

The  wide  prevailing  crimes. 

3  Low  to  the  fecial  band  he  bows 

His  (lill-attentive  ear; 
And,  while  his  angels  fing  around, 
Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 

4  The  chronicles  of  heaven  {hall  keep 

Their  words  in  tranfcript  fair : 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life 
Their  names  recorded  are. 

5  "  Yes  (faith  the  Lord)  the  world  mall  know 

"  Thefe  humble  fouls  are  mine  : 
"  Thefe,  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 
"  Shall  in  full  iuttre  mine. 

6  "  When  deluges  of  fiery  wrath 

"  My  foes  away  fliall  bear, 
"  That  hand  which  ftrikes  the  wicked  thro*, 
"  Shall  all  my  children  fpare." 

*  See  alio  Hymns  403 — 406,  41a — 412. 


ASSOCIATIONS.         424,425. 

CCCCXXIV.     L.  M.     B.  Francis. 

M'tnijlers  abounding  in  the  Work  of  the  Lop.ia 

I    "DEFORE  thy  throne,   eternal  King, 
■*-*   Thy  miniders  their  tribute  tying, 
Their  tribute  of  united  praife 
For  heavenly  news  and  peaceful  day.. 

1   We  fing  the  conquers  of  thy  fvvord, 
And  publifti  loud  thy  healing  word  : 
While  angels  found  thy  glorious  name, 
Thy  faving  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 

3  Thy  various  fervice  we  efteem 

Our  fweet  employ,  our  blifs  fupreme  ; 
And,  while  we  feel  thy  heavenly  love, 
We  burn  like  feraphim  above. 

4  Nor  feraphs  there  can  ever  raife 
With  us,  an  equal  fong  of  praife : 
They  are  the  noblelt  work  of  God> 
But  we,  the  purchafe  of  his  blood. 

5  Still  in  thy  work  would  we  abound  ; 

Still  prune  the  vine,  or  plough  the  ground : 
Thy  fheep  with  wholefome  pafture  feed, 
And  watch  them  with  unwearied  heed. 

6  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life, ..our  love, 
Our  care  below,  and  crown  above: 
Thy  praife  mall  be  our  belt  employ, 
Thy  prefence  our  eternal  joy. 

CCCCXXV.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Love/l  thou  me?  feed  my  Lambs,  John  xxL  15. 

1    T\0  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord? 
■*-^   Behold  my  heart,  and  fee  ; 
And  turn  each  curfed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
Y  y  2 


4^6.  THE  CHURCH. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  foul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love ; 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jefus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  ftill 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulfe  with  pleafurc  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear? 

4  [Haft  thou  a  Iamb  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  difdain  to  feed  ? 
Haft  thou  a  foe,  before  whofe  face 
I  fear  thy  caufe  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  mine  ardent  fpirit  vie 

With  angels  round  the  throne, 
To  execute  thy  facred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  thJ  immortal  flame  ?] 

7  Thou  know'ft  I  love  thee,  deareft  Lord, 

But,  O  !   I  long  to  foar 
Far  from  the  fphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

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CCCCXXVI.     L.  M.     Beddome: 


Prayer  for  Miniflers. 

3   T^ATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
•*■     Attentive  to  our  earneft  prayer  j 
We  plead  for  thofe  who  plead  for  thee, 
Succefsful  pleaders  may  they  be  ! 


ASSOCIATIONS.  42/« 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vafi  their  charge ! 
Do  thuu  their  anxious  fouls  enlarge ; 

Their  beft  acquirements  are  ourgain, 
We  fnare  the  bleflings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe  then  with  energy  divine 

Their  words,  and  let  thofe  words  be  thine  ; 
To  them  thy  facred  truth  reveal, 
Suppreis  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  fow  the  precious  {cQdf 
Teach  them  thy  chofen  flock  to  feed : 
Teach  them  immortal  fouls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  found  $ 
In  humble  (trains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

6  Let  finners  break  their  mafiy  chains, 
DiflrefTed  fouls  forget  their  pains  ; 

Let  light  thro'  diftant  realms  be  fpread, 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

CCCCXXVII.  8.  7.  4.  Altered  by  Ryland  Jun. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival, 

1  O  AVIOUR,  vifit  thy  plantation, 
^   Grant  us  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  defolation, 

Unlefs  thou  return  again  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  muft  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  diftance 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high  : 
Left,  for  want  of  thine  affifrance, 

Every  plant  mould  droop  and  die :  Lerd}  &c> 


427'  THE  CHURCH, 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourilh'd 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  fpirits  nourifh'd, 

Happy  feafons  we  have  feen  !  Lord,  8cc. 

4  [But  a  drought  has  fmce  facceeded, 

And  a  fad  decline  we  fee  ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee  :        Lord,  &c. 

5  Where  are  thofe  we  counted  leaders, 

Fill'd  with  zeal  and  love,  and  truth  ? 
Old  profeffors,  tall  as  cedars, 

Bright  examples  to  our  youth  !         Lord,  &c. 

6  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  mail  meet  no  more  below, 
Some,  alas  !   we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  fingle  leaf  they  mow  :        Lord,  &c, 

7  Younger  plants—the  fight  how  pleafant, 

Cover'd  thick  with  bloffoms  flood  ; 
But  they  caufe  us  grief  at  prefent, 

Frofts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud  !  Lord,  &c. 

8  Deareft  Saviour,  haflen  hither, 

Thou  canft  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  :        Lord,  Sec. 

9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one  efleemM  thy  fervant, 
Shun  the  worlds  bewitching  fnares  :   Lord,  &c. 

i o  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  ftony  heart  to  flefli ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  thy  work  a  freih : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  muft  come  from  thec. 


ASSOCIATIONS.  428, 

CCCCXXVIII.     8.7.4.     Kentucky  Tune. 
Longing  for  the  fpread  of  the  G  of  pel. 

1  /^V'ER  the  gloomy  hilis  of  darknefs, 
^-^   Look,  my  foul,  be  fliil  and  gaze, 
All  the  promifes  do  travail 

With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  ; 
BleiTed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  negro, 

Let  the  rude  Barbarian  fee, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquefl, 

Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  ; 
Let  the  gofpei 
Lound  refound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  fit  in  darknefs, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  ealiern  coaft  to  welter n, 

May  the  morning  chafe  the  night, 
And  redemption 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

From  eternal  darknefs  dawn 
And  the  everlafting  gofpei 

Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name  ; 
All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  hnmanuel's  land. 

5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gofpei, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  ceafe  j 
May  thy  lading  wide  dominions 

Multiply  and  dill  increafe  ; 
Sway  thy  fceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  workj  around. 


4^9,  43°'         THE  CHURCH. 
CCCCXXIX.  L.  M.  GloucefterTune.  Beddomk. 
The  Increafe  of  the  Church. 

1  CHOUT,  for  the  blerTed  Jefus  reigns, 

^  Thro'  diftant  lands  his  triumphs  fpread : 
And  Tinners,  freed  from  endlefs  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  head. 

2  His  fons,  and  daughters,  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Sion's  gate  arrive ; 
Thcre  who  were  dead  in  fin  before 
By  iovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  Oppreffors  bow  beneath  his  feet, 
O'ercome  by  his  victorious  power  : 
Princes  in  humble  pofiure  wait, 

And  proud  blafphemer's  learn  t'  adore. 

4  Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  offerings  bring, 
And,  unconitrain'd,  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  God  and  King. 

5  O  may  his  conquefts  ftill  increafe, 
And  every  foe  his  power  fubdue  ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  faints  his  growing  glories  ihew. 

6  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below  and  all  above ; 
In  lofty  fongs,  exalt  his  name, 
In  fongs,  as  lading  as  his  love. 

CCCCXXX.      148th.     Carter  Lane  Tune,  S 

The  Increafe  of  the  Mejtah's  Kingdom. 
1  A  LL  hail,  incarnate  God\ 

-*-  *•  The  wondrous  things  foretold 

Of  thee  in  facred  writ 

With  joy  our  eyes  behold  ; 
Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 


ASSOCIATIONS,  431, 

2  To  thee  the  hoary  head 
Its  filver  honors  pays 

To  thee  the  blooming  youth 

Devotes  his  bright  eft  days  : 
And  every  age  their  tribute  bring, 
And  bow  to  thee,  all-conquering  King. 

3  O  hafte,  victorious  Prince, 
That  happy  glorious  day, 
When  fouls,  like  drops  of  dew, 
Shall  own  thy  gentle  fvvay  : 

0  may  it  blefs  our  longing  eyes, 
And  bear  our  fhouts  beyond  the  Ikies. 

4  All  hail  triumphant  Lord, 
Eternal  be  thy  reign  ; 
Behold  the  nations  fue 
To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 

When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more 
Thy  throne  mail  Hand  for  ever  fure. 

CCCCXXXI.     148th. 

The  compkat'mg  of  the  fpiritual  Temple^  Zech.  W.  7. 

1  C ING  to  the  Lord  above, 

^  Who  deigns  on  earth  to  raife 

A  temple  to  his  love, 

A  monument  of  praife: 
Ye  faints  around,  thro'  all  its  frame, 
Harmonious  found  the  builder's  name. 

2  Beneath  his  eye  and  care 
The  edifice  (hall  rife 
Majeftic,  ftrong  and  fair, 
And  (hine  above  the  fkies  : 

There  mail  he  place  the  pclifh'd  (lone 
Ordain'd  the  v/ork  of  grace  to  crown. 

z  z 


43-  THE  CHURCH, 


COLLECTIONS  FOR  POOR  CHURCHES  AND 
POOR  BRETHREN. 


CCCCXXXII.     8.  7.     Jewin  Street  Tune. 
B.  Francis. 


At  a  Colleftion  for  poor  Mhijlers. 

T)  RAISE  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 
■*■     Praife  him,  all  ye  hods  above  ; 
Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine  victorious  love: 
Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 
Let  the  earth  her  monarch  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

See  how  beauteous  on  the  mountains 
.Are  their  feet,  whofe  grand  defign 
Is  to  guide  us  to  the  fountains, 
That  o'erflow  with  blifs  divine, — 
Who  proclaim  the  joyful  tidings 
Of  falvation  all  around, — 
Difregard  the  world's  deridings, 
And  in  works  of  love  abound. 

With  my  fubftance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 
Were  ten  thoufand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word  : 
While  the  heralds  of  falvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends  of  every  ftation 
Gladly  join  to  fpread  his  fame. 


COLLECTIONS.       433>434» 

CCCCXXXIIT.     C.  M,     Da.  Doddridge. 
Reaving  Christ  in  his  Members %  Matt.  xxv.  4.6. 

1  JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  J 

^    Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  (hall  I  count  the  matchlefs  fum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Doll:  thou  exalted  fliine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  befrow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  haft  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confefs  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'ft  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  vilited  and  cheer'd  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  diftrefs, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,   with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 

We  in  thy  poor  would  fee  ; 
O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

CCCCXXXIV.     L.  M. 
Of  thine  own  we  have  given  thee,  I  Chron.  xxix.  14. 

1  r  P"HE  Lord,  who  rules  the  world's  affairs, 

-*-     For  me  a  weil-fpread  board  prepares  ; 
My  grateful  thanks  to  him  fliall  rife, 
He  knows  my  wants,  thofe  wants  fupplies. 

2  And  mall  I  grudge  to  give  his  poor 
A  mite  from  all  my  generous  (tore  ? 

No,  Lord!  the  friends  of  thine  and  thee, 
Shall  always  find  a  friend  in  me. 
Z  Z  2 


4J5»  43^'  THE  CHURCH. 

CCCCXXXV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

The  Beneficence  of  Christ  for  our  Imitation  r 
Atfs  x.  38. 

1  "\TTHEN  Jefus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

?  *     What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  fpread  falvation  through  our  race  I 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  fleps  purfue  ; 
Let  alms  beftow'd,  let  kindnefs  done 
Be  witnefs'd  by  each  rolling  fun. 

3  That  man  may  lafl,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank  ; 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  dayr 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant 'way, 
Treads  the  fame  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

CCCCXXXVI.     C.  M.     Bath  Chapel  Tune. 
Providing  Bags  that  wax  not  old,  Luke  xii.  33. 

1  "V^ES,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 

-*•     With  God  laid  up  in  (tore  ; 
Treafure  beyond  the  changing  Iky, 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

2  The  feeds,  which  piety  and  love 

Have  fcatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above 

To  ample  harvefls  grow. 
The  mite,  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jefus'  feet  I  lay  ; 
Grace  mail  the  humble  gift  receive, 

And  grace  at  large  repay. 


CHURCH  MEETINGS.  437, 

CHURCH  MEETINGS. 
CCCCXXXVII.     S.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Pra'ife  for  Conver/ion,  PfaJm  lxvi.  16. 

COME,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  lillen  while  I  tell, 
How  narrowly  my  feet  efcap'd 
The  fnares  of  death  and  hell. 

\       The  flatt'ring  joys  of  fenfe 
AfTail'd  my  foolifh  heart, 
While  fatan,  with  malicious  fkill, 
Guided  the  poifonous  dart. 

;        I  fell  beneath  the  flroke, 
But  fell  to  rife  again  ; 
My  anguifh  rous'd  me  into  life, 
And  pleafure  fprung  from  pain. 

Darknefs,  and  fhame,  and  grief 
Opprefs'd  my  gloomy  mind  ; 
I  look'd  around  me  for  relief, 
But  no  relief  could  find. 

At  length,  to  God  I  cry'd  ; 
He  heard  my  plaintive  figh, 
He  heard,  and  inftantly  he  fent 
Salvation  from  on  high. 

i       My  drooping  head  he  rais'd, 
My  bleeding  wounds  he  heal'd, 
Pardon'd  my  fins,  and  with  a  fmiie 
The  gracious  pardon  feal'd. 

I        O  !  may  I  ne'er  forget 
The  mercy  of  my  God; 
Nor  ever  want  a  tongue  to  fpread 
His  loudeft  praifc  abroad. 


438,  439*       TH£  CHURCH. 
CCCCXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Bath  Chapel  Tune. 

The  Converfwn  of  Sinners  a  Matter  for  Prayer  and 
Pralfe. 

1  r~PHERE,s  joy  in  heaven,  and  joy  on  earth, 

"*■     When  prodigals  return, 
To  fee  defponding  fouls  rejoice, 
And  haughty  finners  mourn. 

2  "  Come  faints,  and  hear  what  God  hath  done," 

Is  a  reviving  fo^und  : 

0  may  it  fpread  from  fea  to  fea, 
E'en  all  the  globe  around. 

3  Often,  O  fovereign  Lord,  renew 

The  wonders  of  this  day  ; 
That  Jefus  here  may  fee  his  feed, 
And  fatan  lofe  his  prey. 

4  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  thine  own, 

Thine  be  the  praifes  too, 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Give  thee  the  glory  due. 

CCCCXXXIX.     C.  M.     Newton. 

Apofiacy — Will  ye  alfo  go  aivay? 
1    TITHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
v  '      (Alas  i   what  numbers  do  !) 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
"  Wilt  thou  forfake  me  too  r" 

t  Ah,  Lord!  with  fuch  a  heart  as  mine, 
Unlefs  thou  hold  me  faft ; 

1  feel  I  muft,  I  (hall  decline, 

And  prove  like  them  at  lafi:. 

3  Yet  thou  alone  haft  power,  I  know, 
To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  : 
To  whom,  or  whither,  could  I  go, 
If  I  fhould  turn  from  thee  ? 


CHURCH  MEETINGS.  443, 

4  Beyond  a  doubt  I  reft  afTur'd 

Thou  art  the  Chrijl  of  God; 
Who  haft  eternal  life  fecur'd 
By  promife  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd, 

Could  never  reach  my  cafe  ; 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundlefs  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  reft, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blefs'd, 
And  fatisfy  my  heart. 

7  What  anguifli  has  that  queftion  ftirrd, 

If  I  will  alfo  go  ? 
Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 
I  humbly  anfwer,  No  ! 

CCCCXL.     L.  M.     Paul's  Tune.     Steele. 

To  tvhomfoall  ive  go  hut  unto  thee  ?  or,  Life  and 
Safety  in  Christ  alone,  John  vi.  67 — 69. 

1  '  I  'HOU  only  fovereign  of  my  heart, 

■*■    My  refuge,  my  almighty  friend — 
And  can  my  foul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  (hall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ?  i 
Can  this  dark  world  of  fin  and  woe 
One  glimpfe  of  happinefs  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
On  thefe  my  fainting  fpirit  lives, 
Here  fweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  aU  the  round  of  nature  gives.. 


443*  BAPTISM. 

5  Thus  the  Eternal  Father  fpoke, 

Who  fliakes  creation  with  a  nod  ; 
Thro*  parting  fkies  the  accents  broke,. 

And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God; 
O  hear  the  awful  word  to-day, 
Hear  all  ye  nations,  and  obey  ! 


CCCCXLIII.     L.  M.     J.  Stennett. 


A  Bapt'ifmal  Hymn* 

i    rjPHE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 

*      Who  came  the  loir,  to  feek  and  fave ; 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  fhore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  ! 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 

"  All  righteoufhefs,"  he  meekly  faid  ; 
Why  fliould  we  then  to  do  his  will, 
Or  be  amam'd,  or  be  afraid  ? 

3  With  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  defcend  ; 

'Tis  wondrous  grace  that  gives  us  room, 
To  lie  interr'd  by  fuch  a  friend. 

4  Yet  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way, 
To  let  us  fee  the  light  again  ; 

So  on  the  refurreclion  day, 

The  bands  of  death  prov'd  weak  and  vain. 

5  Thus  when  thou  (halt  again  appear, 
The  gates  of  death  lhall  open  wide, 
Our  dull  tby  mighty  voice  ihall  hear, 
And  rife  and  triumph  at  thy  fide. 


BAPTISM.  444,  445, 

CCCCXLIV.     8.  8.  6.     Norman. 
yj&iu  ;'/  bscowctb  us,  Sec.  Matt.  iii.  15. 

1  rJ''HUS  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace, 

■*•     And  thus  mould  all  the  favor'd  race 
High  heaven's  command  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condefcending  God 
Should  lead  his  followers  thro'  the  flood, 
Was  heaven's  eternal  will. 

2  'Tis  not  as  led  by  cuftom's  voice, 

We  make  thefe  ways  our  favor'd  choice, 

And  thus  with  zeal  purfuei 
No  ;  heaven's  eternal  fovereign  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 

Enjoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 

3  And  (hall  we  ever  dare  defpife 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  flues, 

Where  condefcending  heaven, 
To  finful  man's  apoftate  race, 
In  matchlefs  love  and  boundiefs  grace, 

His  will  reveal'd  has  given  ? 

4  Thou  everlafting  gracious  King, 
Afiift  us  now  thy  grace  to  fing, 

And  Hill  .direct  our  way, 
To  thofe  bright  real  ns  of  peace  and  reft, 
Where  all  th'  exulting  tribe?  are  blefs'd 

With  one  great  choral  day. 

CCCCXLV.     8.  7.  Welfh  Tune.  Fawcett. 
Invitation  tofoflotu  ihij  Lamb. 

1    TTUMBLE  fouls,  who  feek  falvation, 
■*•-*■   Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 
Tread  tbs  path  that  Jcfus  trod, 
q   A   2 


44-6»  BAPTISM. 

Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour, 

In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 
In  the  whole  of  your  behavior 

Own  him  as  your  fovereign  guide  : 

2  Hear  the  blefs'd  Redeemer  call  you, 

Liilen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice: 
jfefus  fays,  "  Let  each  believer 

"  Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
He  himfelf  in  Jordan's  river, 

Was  immers'd  beneath  the  itream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footfleps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo  !   your  Captain  leads  the  way  : 
View  the  rite  with  underdanding  ; 

Jefus*  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding, 

After  his  example  rife. 

CCCCXLVI.     Charmouth  Tune.     C.  M. 

The  Believer  conjl rained  by  the  love  of  Christ  to 
follow  him. 

1  TH^EAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 
■**'*    Embrace  a  wretch  fo  vile  ! 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  biefs  me  with  thy  fmile  ! 

2  Had  thou  the  crofs  for  me  endur'd, 

And  all  its  mame  defpis'd  ? 
And  ihall  I  be  afham'd,  O  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptii'd  ? 


BAPTISM.  447, 

3  Did  ft  thou  the  great  example  lead, 

In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood  ? 

And  mall  my  pride  difdain  the  deed 
That's  worthy  of  my  God? 

4  Dear  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays  : 
And  now  my  willing  footiteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

CCCCXLVII.     C.  M.     Devizes  Tune. 
Ryland,  junior. 

Difficulties,  in  the  Way  of  Duty,  funnounted — Hinder 
me  not,   Gen.  XXIV.  56  * '. 

1  TTT7HEN  Abram's  fervant  to  procure 

*  A  wife  for  Ifaac  went 

He  met  Rebekah — told  his  wifh, — 
Her  parents  gave  confent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days  they  urg'd  the  man 

His  journey  to  delay  ; 
81  Hinder  me  not"  he  quick  reply'd, 
"  Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way." 

3  'Twas  thus  I  cry'd,  when  Chrijl  the  Lord, 

My  foul  to  him  did  wed  ; 

"  Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends  nor  foes, 
"  Since  God  my  way  hath  fped." 

4  <;  Stay,"  fays  the  world,  V  and  tafte  awhile 

"  My  every  pleafant  fweet;" 

"  Hinder  me  net"  my  foul  replies, 

M  Becaufe  the  way  is  great." 

5  M  Stay,"  fatan  my  old  matter  cries, 

M  Or  force  iliall  thee  detain  ;" 
"  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone, 
M  My  GWhas  broke  thy  chain.]" 

*  This  Hymn  may  begin  at  the  6th  verife. 


44-8-  BAPTISM. 

6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  way?, 

My  journey  I'll  purfue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov'd  faints, 
For  I  mud  go  with  you. 

7  Thro'  floods  and  flames,  if  J^x  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  mail  be  my  cry, 

Tho'  earth  and  hell  oppofe. 

3   Thro'  duty,  and  thro'  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound, 

To  my  ImmanucVs  land. 

9  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
Still  this  my  cry  fhall  be, 
Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 


CCCCXLVItl.     C.  M.     J.  Stennett. 

Immerfwn. 

i    ^PHUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd, 
-*■■     In  Jordan's  -fwelling  flood  ? 
To  fhew  he  mud  be  foon  baptiz'd, 
In  tears,  and  fweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  facred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
Thus  was  his  facred  body  rais'd 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey, 

In  thy  own  footfteps  tread  ; 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rife  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  head. 


BAPTISM.  449,  450* 

CCCCXLIX.   8.  7.  Northampton  Chapel  Tune- 
Burled  with  Christ  in  Bapt'ifm,  Rom.  vi.  4. 

JESUS,  mighty  king  in  Sion  ! 
Thou  alone  our  guide  (halt  be  ; 
Thy  commiilion  we  rely  on, 

We  would  follow  none  but  thee  : 

As  an  emblem  of  thy  paflion, 

And  thy  vicl'ry  o'er  the  grave  ; 
We  who  know  thy  great  falvation 

Are  baptiz'd  beneath  the  wave. 

Fearlefs  of  the  world's  defpifing, 

We  the  ancient  path  purfue  ; 
Buried  with  our  L',rd,  and  riling 

To  a  life  divinely  new. 

CCCCL.     L.  M.      J.  Stennett. 

A  Bapt'ifmal  Hymn, 

C  EE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
^  The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  ; 
And  follow  thro'  his  liquid  grave, 
The  meek  the  lowly  Son  of  God! 

Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
And  to  a  heavenly  life  afpire  ; 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchang'd, 
They  mine  in  clean  and  bright  attire  ! 

O  facred  rite,  by  thee  the  name 
Of  Jefvi  we  to  own  begin  : 
This  is  our  refurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  cfour  (in. 

Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 
Who  (hews  his  grace  to  tinfol  men  : 
Let  faints  on  earth  and  hods  in  heaven, 
Tn  concert  join  their  loud  Amin, 


451*  BAPTISM. 

CCCCLI.  L.  M.  Gregg.  Altered  by  B.  Francis. 
Not  a/hamed  of  Christ. 

1  JESUS  !   and  fhali  it  ever  be 

J    A  mortal  man  afham'd  of  thee  ! 
Afnam'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praife, 
Whofe  glories  fnine  thro'  endlefs  days  ! 

2  Afham'd  of  jfefus!  fooner  far 
Let  evening  blufh  to  own  a  liar  ; 
He  fheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  foul  of  mine. 

3  Afham'd  of  J  ejus  I  juft  as  foon 
L,et  midnight  be  afham'd  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  foul  till  he, 
Bright  morning-ilar  !   bid  darknefs  flee. 

4  Afham'd  of  Jefus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  ;  when  I  bhnh — be  this  my  fhame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Afham'd  of  Jefus!  Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  vvafh  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,   no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  foul  to  fave. 

6  'Till  then — nor  is  my  boafling  vain — 
'Till  then,   I  boaft  a  Saviour  flnin  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Ghrifi  is  not  aftrata'd  of  me ! 

<7    [His  inftitutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  crofs, — the  rnume  defpife ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  caufe, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws.] 


BAPTISM.  452,453, 

CCCCLII.     L.  M. 

The  Candidates — they  were  baptized  both  Men  and 
women,  A  els  viii.  12. 

1  f~^  RE  AT  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear, 
^■^  With  humble  joy  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  wife  injunctions  to  obey ; 

Iiet  faints  and  angels  hail  the  day! 

2  Great  things,  O  everlafting  Son, 
Great  things  for  us  thy  grace  has  done; 
Conftrain'd  by  thy  almighty  love, 

Our  willing  feet  to  meet  thee  move. 

3  In  thy  affembly  here  we  ftand, 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command  ; 
The  facred  flood  is  full  in  view, 
And  thy  fweet  voice  invites  us  thro*. 

4  The  word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  bride 
Mud  not  invite  and  be  deny'd  ; 
Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  fave, 
Interr'd  in  fuch  a  liquid  grave  ? 

5  Thus  we,  dear  Saviour,  own  thy  name, 
Receive  us  rifing  from  the  dream  ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 

And  dwell  in  Sion  as  our  home. 

CCCCLIIT.     C.  M.     Beddome. 

Morning  before  Baptifm  ;  or,  at  the  Water  Sid€ 
Pfalm  cxix.  35. 

1  TTOW  great,  how  folemn  is  the  work, 
■■•■*■  Which  we  attend  to-day! 

Now  for  a  holy,  folemn  frame, 
O  God  to  thee  we  pray. 

2  O  may  we  feel,  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look 
Reliev'd  our  every  fmart. 


454-  BAPTISM, 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercife 

Be  exercis'd  again  ; 
And,  nurtur'd  by  celeftial  power, 
In  exercife  remain. 

4  Awake  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope,. 

Wake  fortitude  and  joy ; 
Vain  world  be  gone,  let  things  abore 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilft  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 

To  all  around  we  own  ; 
Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lull, 
Each  ttaitor  from  the  throne. 

6  InftrucT:  our  minds,  our  wills  fubdue, 

To  heaven  our  pailions  raife, 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praife. 


CCCCLIV.     L.  M. 

The  Admniftrator. 

i    i:f^*  O  teach  the  nations  and  baptize," 
^-^  Aloud  th'  afcending  Jefus  cries  : 
His  glad  apoflles  took  the  word, 
And  round  the  nations  preach'd  their  Lord* 

2  Comimon'd  thus,  by  Zion's  King, 
We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 

Thefe  happy  converts,  who  have  known 
And  trulted  in  his  grace  alone. 

3  Lord,  in  thy  houfe  they  feek  thy  face, 
O  blefs  them  with  peculiar  grace  : 
Refrefh  their  fouls  with  love  divine; 
Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  ihine. 


BAPTISM.  455 467* 

SINGLE  VERSES  ON  BAPTISM*. 
CCCCLV— CCCCLXVII.     L.  M. 

"\T7"HATE'ER.  to  thee,  our  Lord  belongs, 

*  *      Is  always  worth)'  of  our  fongs  : 
And  all  thy  works,  and  all  thy  ways 
Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praife. 

Beddome. 
Hofanna  to  the  church's  head, 
Who  furTer'd  in  our  room  and  (lead  ! 
He  was  immers'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  immera'd  in  fweat  and  blood! 

J.  Stennett. 
Behold  the  grave  where  Jefus  lay, 
Before  he  Ihed  his  precious  blood  I 
How  plain  he  mark'd  the  humble  way, 
To  Tinners  thro'  the  myftic  flood  1 

Beddome. 
Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lordy 
Come,  and  obey  his  facred  word  ; 
He  died,  and  rofe  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 

Beddome. 
We  to  this  place  are  come  to  mow 
What  we  to  boundlefs  mercy  owe; 
The  Saviour's  footfleps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

Beddome. 
Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
On  thefe  baptifmal  waters  move  ; 
That  v/e,  thro'  energy  divine, 
May  have  the  fubftar.ee  with  the  fign. 

*  As  it  is  now  pretty  common  to  fmg  by  the  water-fide, 
and  as  fome  of  our  brethren  in  the  country  give  out  a  verfe 
or  two  while  they  ar?  adminifrering  the  ordinance,  it  is 
hoped  thefe  (ingle  verfes  Will  be  acceptable, 

-1      t>      n 


455 — 4^7'         baptism. 

All  ye  that  love  ImmanueVs  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increasing  flame-, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  light ! 
The  Spirit  and  the  bride  invite. 

H.  F . 

Ye  who  your  native  vilenefs  mourn. 
And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn, 
Who  fee  your  wretched  (late  by  (in,. 
**  Ye  blefled  of  the  Lord,  come  in." 

H.  F . 

JefuS)  my  Saviour  and  my  all, 
Methinks  I  hear  thy  gentle  call ; 
Thefe  are  the  founds  that  chide  my  flay, 
ft  Arife,  my  love,  and  come  away." 

H.  F . 

Amazing  grace !  and  mail  I  frill 
Prove  difobedient  to  thy  will  ? 
Ah  no :  dear  Lord,  the  watery  tomb 
Belongs  to  thee,  and  there  I  come. 

H . 

Apoftles  trod  this  holy  groundy 
This  is  the  road  believers  go ; 
My  Jefus  in  this  way  was  found, 
I  charge  my  foul  to  tread  it  too. 

J.  Stennett. 
With  lowly  minds,  and  lofty  fongs, 
Let  all  admire  the  Saviour's  grace, 
'Till  the  great  riling  day  reveal 
Th'  immortal  glory  of  his  face. 

G . 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghof, 
We  humbly  dedicate  our  powers ; 
If  with  Jehovah's  bleffings  crowrVd> 
Immortal  happinefs  is  ours. 


BAPTISM.  468,  469* 

CCCCLXVIII.     148th. 

An  Addrefs  to  the  Holy  Spirit, 

I        "T\ESCEND,  celertial  dove, 

*-*    And  make  thy  prefence  known  ', 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love 
And  feal  us  for  thine  own  ; 

Unblefs'd  by  thee,  our  works  are  rain, 

Nor  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 

I       When  our  incarnate  GW, 

The  fovereign  prince  of  light, 

In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood 

Receiv'd  the  holy  rite  ; 
In  open  view,  thy  form  came  down, 
And  dove-like  flew,  the  King  to  crown. 

3       The  day  was  never  known, 
Since  time  began  its  race, 
On  which  fuch  glory  fhone, 
On  which  was  fhewn  fuch  grace, 
As  that  which  died,  in  Jordan's  ftream, 
On  Je/us'  head  the  heavenly  beam. 

1       Continue  dill  to  fliine, 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire : 

This  ordinance  is  thine, 

Do  thou  our  fouls  infpire  ! 
Thou  wilt  attend  on  all  thy  fons 
•'  'Till  time  (hall  end,"  thy  promife  runs. 

CCCCLXIX.     C.  M.    James  Nkwtow. 

After  Baptifm,  Mark  xvi.  16  . 

J   "  pROCLAIM,"  faith  Chrifl,  «  my  wondrous 
■*-  grace 

"  To  all  the  fons  of  men  ; 
M  He  that  believes,  and  is  bapt&'d* 
"  Salvation  (hall  obtain." 


47^.  BAPTISM. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  defcend  on  thofe, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 

This  day  have  publicly  declar'd 

That  jfefus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet,  may  they  advance 

And  run  the  chriflian  race ; 
And,  thro*  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-fufficient  grace. 

CCCCLXX.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

A  P radical  Improvement  of  B 'apt if m,  Col.  iii.  I, 

1  A  TTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God; 
■^  *•  Ye  heirs  of  glory  hear  ; 

For  accents  fo  divine  as  thefe, 
Might  charm  the  dulled  ear. 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  fouls  to  fin  mutt:  die  ; 
With  Chr'iji  your  Lord,  ye  live  anev/j 
With  Chrijl  afcend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  fide  he  fits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himfelf  your  brother  ftill, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rife  from  thefe  earthly  trifles,  rife 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  your  choicefi  treafure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 

5  But  earth  and  fin  will  drag  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  fend  thy  Itrong  attractive  power 
To  raife  and  fix  us  hi  eh. 


BAPTISM.  471. 

CCCCLXXI.    C.  M.      Beddome. 

The  Reflection  of  a  Baptised  Believer — He   went  on 
Lis  Way  rejoicing,  Acts  viii.  9. 

1  r  I  'HE  holy  eunuch,  when  baptiz'd, 

•*•     Went  on  his  way  with  joy ; 
Ar.d  who  can  tell  what  rapturous  thoughts, 
Did  then  his  mind  employ? 

2  "  Is  that  mod  glorious  Saviour  mine 

"  Ot  whom  I  lately  read  ? 
"  Who,  bearing  all  my  (ins  and  griefs, 
"  Was  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 

3  "  Is  he  who  burfting  from  the  grave, 

"  Now  reigns  above  the  iky, 
"  My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
"  My  portion  when  I  die  ? 

4  "  Have  I  profefs'd  his  holy  name  ? 

"  Do  I  his  gofpel  bear 
"  To  Ethiopai's  fcorched  lands, 
"  And  fliall  I  fpread  it  there? 

5  "  Blefs'd  pool !  in  which  I  lately  lay, 

"  And  left  my  fears  behind  ; 
"  What  an  unworthy  wretch  am  I ! 
"  And  God  profufely  kind. 

6  "  Blefs'd  emblem  of  that  precious  blood 

"  Which  fatisfy'd  for  fin  ; 
"  And  of  that  renovating  grace, 

"  Which  makes  the  confeience  clean." 

7  This  pattern,  Lord,  with  facred  joy 

Help  us  to  keep  in  view; 
The  fame  our  work,  the  fame,  O  make 
Our  confolation  too. 


472.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


CCCCLXXU.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

A  Preparatory  Thought  for  the  LoRD\f  Supper,  in 
Imitation  o/*Ifaiah  Ixiii.  I — 3. 

1  TT7"HAT  heavenly  man,  or  lovely  God, 

*  *      Comes  marching  downward  from  the  fides, 
Array 'd  in  garments  roli'd  in  blood, 
With  joy  and  pity  in  his  eyes  ? 

2  The  Lord!  the  Saviour!  yes,  'tis  he, 
I  know  him  by  the  fmiles  he  wears  ; 
Dear  glorious  Man  that  dy'd  for  me, 
Drench'd  deep  in  agonies  and  tears. 

3  Lo,  he  reveals  his  mining  bread, 
I  own  thofe  wounds  and  I  adore  ; 
To,  he  prepares  a  royal  fealt, 

'Sweet  fruit  of  the  fharp  pangs  he  bore. 

4  Whence  flow  thefe  favors  fo  divine  ! 
Lord!  why  fo  lavifh  of  thy  blood  ? 
Why  for  fuch  earthly  fouls  as  mine! 
This  heavenly  wine,  this  facred  food  ? 

5  'Twas  his  own  love  that  made  him  bleed. 
That  naii'd  him  to  the  curfed  tree; 
'Twas  his  own  love  this  table  fpread 
For  fuch  unworthy  guefts  as  we. 

6  Then  let  us  tafte  the  Saviour's  love ; 
Come,  faith,  and  feed  upon  the  Lord; 
With  glad  confent  our  lips  mall  move, 
And  fweet  hofannahs  crown  the  board. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPED.  Ajy 


CCCCLXXIII.     C.  M.     Steele. 

An  Invitation  to  the  Go/pel  Fcafl,  Luke  xi7.  2 

1  'V^E  wretched,  hungry,  (tarring  poor, 

J-     Behold  a  royal  fealt ! 
Where  mercy  fpieads  her  bounteous  ftcre, 
For  every  humble  gueit. 

2  See,  Jefus  (lands  with  open  arms; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms 
But  fee  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  father  reconcil'd 

Invites  your  fouls  to  come  ; 
The  rebel  mall  be  call'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  O  come,  and  with  his  children  tafte 

The  bleffings  of  his  love  ;. 
While  hope  attends  the  fweet  repair. 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  th'  eternal  throne, 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  fouls  rejoice, 
In  ecllafies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thoufand  thoufand  more, 
Are  welcome  iiiil  to  come: 

Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  c 


474?  475*     THE  L0RD  s  supper. 

CCCCLXXIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's    Lyric. 
Yarmouth  Tune. 

Christ  dying,  fi/iagt    and  reigning, 

1  TT  E  dies  !  the  friend  of  finners  dies  ! 
-*--*■   Lo  !   Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  ikies  ! 

A  fudden  trembling  makes  the  ground  ! 
Come  !   faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load ; 
He  fhed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 
A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord*  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo  !   what  fudden  joys  we  fee  ! 
jfefus  the  dead  revives  again  i 

The  tiling  God  forfakes  the  tomb  ! 
Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fhout  him  welcome  to  the  flues ! 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  faints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  deliverer  reigns, 
Sing  how  he  fpoil'd  the  holts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monger,  death,  in  chains  ! 
Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King, 
**  Born  to  redeem,  and  llrong  to  fave  ! 
Then  afk  the  moniler,  "  Where's  thy  fling? 
*4  And  where's  thy  victory,  boafUng  grave  :" 

CCCCLXXV.     C.  M.     J.  Stennett. 

A  Sacramental  Hymn. 

I    TESUS  !   O  word  divinely  fweet ! 
°*    How  charming  is  the  found  ! 
What  joyful  news  !   what  heavenly  fenfe 
In  that  dear  name  is  found  ! 


THE   LORD'S  SUPPER.  47S, 

2  Our  fouls,  all  guilty,  and  condemn'd, 

In  hopelefs  fitters  lay  ; 
Our  fouls,  with  numerous  fins  depriv'd, 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 

3  Jef!iS>  t0  PurSe  aVv'ay  tms  guilt 

A  willing  victim  fell, 
And  on  his  crofs  triumphant  broke 
The  bands  of  death  and  hell. 

4  Our  fees  were  mighty  to  deftroy ; 

He  mighty  was  to  fare  : 
He  dy'd  but  could  not  long  be  held 
A  prifoner  in  the  grave. 

5  jfefus-  wno  mighty  art  to  fave, 

Still  p'ufn  thy  conquers  on  ; 

Extend  the  triumphs  of  thy  crofs, 

Where'er  the  fun  has  fnone. 

6  O  Captain  of  falvation  !   make 

Thy  power  and  mercy  known  ; 
'Till  crowds  of  willing  converts  come 
And  worfhip  at  thy  throne. 

CCCCLXXVI.     L.  M.     J.  Stenmett. 


A  Sacramental  Hymn, 

1  HPHUS  we  commemorate  the  day, 

•~     On  which  our  deareft  Lord  was  (lain  ; 

x    us  we  our  pious  homage  pay, 
'Till  he  appears  on  earth  again. 

2  Come,  great  Redeemer,  cpen  wide 
The  curtains  of  the  parting  fky: 
On  a  bright  cloud  in  triumph  ride, 
And  on  the  wind's  fwift  pinions  fly, 

^   C   2 


4/7-        THE  lord's  supper. 

3  Come,   King  of  Kings,  with  thy  bright  train. 
Cherubs,  and  feraphs,  heavenly  hofts ; 

A  flume  thy  right,  enlarge  thy  reign, 
As  far  as  earth  extends  her  coafts. 

4  Come,  Lord,  and  where  thy  crofs  once  flood, 
There  plant  thy  banner,  fix  thy  throne  ; 
Subdue  the  rebels  by  thy  word, 

And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

CCCCLXXVII.     L.  M.     Bedeome. 


Holy  Admiration  and  Joy, 

i    JESUS,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
**    Beholds  thy  wondrous  facrifice, 
Love  rifes  to  an  ardent  flame, 
And  we  all  other  hope  difclaim. 

2  With  cold  affeclions  who  can  fee 

The  thorns,  the  fcourge,  the  nails,  the  tree? 
Thy  flowing  tears,  and  purple  fweat, 
Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet  ? 

3  Look,  faints,  into  his  op'ning  fide, 

The  breach  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide  ! 
Thence  ifTues  forth  a  double  flood, 
Of  cleanfing  water,  pardoning  blood. 

4  Hence,  O  my  foulv  a  balfam  flows, 
To  heal  thy  wounds  and  cure  thy  woes ; 
Immortal  joys  come  fireaming  down, 
Jcys,  like  his  griefs,  immenfe,  unknown  ! 

5  Thus  I  could  fit,  and  ever  fing 

The  fafferings  of  my  heavenly  King  ; 
With  growing  pleasures  fpread  abroad 
The  myfleries  of  a  dying  God. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  47$, 

CCCCLXXVIII.     L.  M. 

Meditating  on  the  Crofs  of  Christ. 

j    /^OME  fee  on  bloody  Calvary, 
^*   Sufpended  on  th'  accurfed  tree, 
A  harmlefs  fuff'rer  cover'd  o'er 
With  fhame,  and  weltering  in  his  gore. 

2  Is  this  the  Saviour  long  foretold 
To  ufher  in  the  age  of  gold  ? 

To  make  the  reign  of  fortow  ceafe, 
And  bind  the  jarring  world  in  peace  t 

3  'Tis  He,  'tis  He, — he  kindly  fhrouds 
His  glories  in  a  night  of  clouds, 
That  fouls  might  from  their  ruin  rife, 
And  heir  the  unperidiable  ikies. 

4  See  to  their  refuge  and  their  reft, 
From  all  the  bonds  of  guilt  releas'd, 
TranfgrefTors  to  his  crofs  repair, 
And  find  a  full  redemption  there. 

5  jfefus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace, 
And  millions  more  to  thee  (hall  fly, 
And  on  thy  facrifice  rely  ? 

6  That  tree,  that  curfe-empoifon'd  tree, 
Which  prov'd  a  bloody  rack  to  thee, 
Shall  in  the  noble'i  bleflings  (hoot, 
And  fill  the  nations  with  its  fruit. 

7  The  forrow,  fhame,  and  death  were  t,hin?t 
And  all  the  (tores  of  wrath  divine  ! 

Ours  are  the  glory,  life,  and  blifs  ! 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this ! 


479*         THE  lord's  supper, 


CCCCLXXIX.     L.  M.     D.Turner. 

Set  him  above  all  Principalities  and  Powers — Worthy 
is  the  Lamb  that  ivas  Jlaln  to  receive  Glory  and 
BteJJing,  Ephef.  i.  21.   Rev.  v.  12. 

1  "MTOW  far  above  thefe  (Wry  flcies, 
-*-^    Our  J  ejus  fills  his  brighter  throne, 
Invifible  to  mortal  eyes, 

But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

2  [The  countlefs  hods  that  round  him  ftand, 
The  fubjects  of  his  fovereign  power  ; 

Fly  thro*  the  world  at  his  command, 
Or  proftrate  at  his  feet  adore. 

3  Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew 

That  rag'd  to  pull  his  kingdom  down  ; 
Crufh'd  by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  fuftains  and  all  controls  ; 
Yet  from  his  high  exalted  ftate, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  fouls.] 

5  Tho*  in  the  glories  he  poflefs'd, 
Long  ere  this  world  or  time  began, 
He  fhines  the  Son  of  God  confefs'd, 
Yet  owns  himfelf  the  Son  of  Man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  dy'd, 
Now  in  the  heavens  he  ever  lives  ; 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  faves  the  finner  who  believes. 

7  All  hail !   thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 
Ten  thoufand  bleilings  on  thy  name  ? 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Ourbofoms  feel  the  facred  flame. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  480. 

Come  quickly  come,  immortal  King  ! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honors  raife, 
The  full  falvatiun  promis'd,  biing, 
Then  every  tongue  lhall  ling  thy  praife  ! 


CCCCLXXX.     L.  M.     Da.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Love  on  a  Crofs  and  a  Throne. 

1  VT  O W  let  our  faith  grow  ftrong,  and  rife, 
■^    And  view  our  Lord  in  all  his  love  ; 
Look  back  to  hear  his  dying  cries, 

Then  mount  and  fee  his  throne  above. 

2  See  where  he  languim'd  on  the  crofs ; 
Beneath  our  fins  he  groan'd  and  dy'd  ; 
See  where  he  fits  to  plead  our  caufe 
By  his  almighty  Father's  fide. 

3  If  we  behold  his  bleeding  heart, 
There  love  in  floods  of  forrow  reigns; 
He  triumphs  o'er  the  killing  fmait, 
And  feah  our  pieafare  with  his  pains. 

4  Or  if  we  climb  th*  eternal  hills 

Where  the  dear  Conqueror  fits  enthron'd  ; 
Still  in  his  heart  companion  dwells, 
Near  the  memorials  of  his  Wound. 

5  How  fljall  vile  pardcn'd  rebels  fnow 
How  much  they  love  their  dying  God? 
Lord,  here  we'd  banifh  every  foe, 

We  hate  the  fins  that  coil  thy  biood. 

6  Commerce  no  more,  we  hold  with  heli, 
Our  dearelt  lulls  (hall  all  depart ; 

But  let  thine  image  ever  dwell 
Stampt  as  a  feul  on  every  heart. 


4^1.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

CCCCLXXXI.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
The  Triumphs  of  the  Crofs. 

i    "VfO  more,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boaft 
■^    Of  beauty,  wealth,  or  loud  applaufe : 
The  world  hath  all  its  glories  loir, 
Amid  the  triumphs  of  thy  crofs. 

2  In  every  feature  cf  thy  face, 
Beauty  her  faired  charms  difplays  ; 
Truth,  wifdom,  majerty  and  grace 
Shine  thence  in  fweetly  mingled  rays. 

3  Thy  wealth  the  power  of  thought  tranfcends, 
'Tis  vatl,  immenfe,  and  all  divine  : 

Thy  empire,  Lord,  o'er  worlds  extends  j 
The  fun,  the  moon,  the  ftars  are  thine. 

4  Yet,   (O  how  marvellous  the  light ! ) 
J  fee  thee  on  a  crofs  expire  ; 

Thy  godhead  veil'din  fable  night ; 
And  angels  from  the  fcene  retire. 

5  But,  why  from  thefe  fad  fcenes  retreat  ? 
Why  with  your  wings  your  faces  hide  ? 
He  ne'er  appear'd  fo  good,  fo  great, 
As  when  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died. 

6  The  indignation  of  a  God 

On  him  avenging  juftice  hurl'd  : 
Beneath  the  weight  he  firmly  (tood, 
And  nobly  fav'd  a  falling  world. 

7  Thefe  triumphs  of  flupendous  grace 
Surprife,  rejoice,  and  melt  my  heart ; 
Lord,  at  thy  crofs  I  (land  and  gaze, 
Nor  would  I  ever  thence  depart ! 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  482. 

CCCCLXXXII.     CM.     Wantage  Tune. 
Dr.  J.  Stennett. 

A  Sacramental  Hymn. 

1  T    ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
-*-^   The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 

But  moft  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place  : — 

2  I  that  am  all  defil'd  with  fin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God; 
I  that  have  cruciiied  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  ftrange  furprifing  grace  is  this, 

.  That  fuch  a  foul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jefut  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends, "  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  The  feaft  was  made  for  you : 
"  For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  die  J, 
"  And  rofe,  and  triumph'd  too." 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  haye  had, 
What  will  it  be  above : 

6  Ye  faints  below,  and  hofts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praifing  powers  : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thoufand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thoufand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

3  D 


4$$.  THE  LORD'S   SUPPER. 

CCCCLXXXIIT.     CM.     Bangor  Tune. 
Dr..  S,  Stennett. 

My  Fkjh  is  Bleat  indeed,  John  vi.  53 — 55. 

1    TJERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet,      , 
■*-  ■*■   To  feed  on  food  divine  : 
Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

z  He  that  prepares  this  rich  repaft, 
Himfelf  comes  down  and  dies  ; 
And  then  invites  us,  thus  to  feaft 
Upon  the  facrifice. 

3  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd 

Upon  the  fhameful  crofs, 
For  us,  his  welcome  guefts,  procur'd 
Thefe  heart  reviving  joys. 

4  His  body  torn  with  rudefl  hands, 

Becomes  the  finefl:  bread  ; 
And,  with  the  blefling  he  commands, 
Our  noblefl  hopes  are  fed. 

5  His  blood,  that  from  each  op'ning  vein, 

In  purple  torrents  ran, 
Hath  fili'd  this  cup  with  gen'rous  wine, 
That  cheers  both  God  and  man. 

6  Sure  there  was  never  love  fo  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  fo  divine  ! 
Well  thou  may'ft  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  fo  much  to  thine. 

7  Yes,  thou  flialt  furely  have  my  heart, 

My  foul,  my  (txength,  my  all  : 
With  life  itfelf  I'll  freely  part, 
My  Jefus,  at  thy  call. 


THE   LORD'S  SUPPER.    484,485. 
CCCCLXXXIV.     L.  M.     Beddome; 

Jesus  wept — he  died— fee  bow  he  loved  1 
John  xi.  $5. 

1  CO  fair  a  face  bedew'd  with  tears ! 
^   What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears  ! 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  died  for  you  ; 
What  more,  ye  faint?,  could  jfefus  do  ? 

2  Enthron'd  above  with  eo^al  glow 
His  warm  affections  downward  flow ; 
In  our  diltrefs  he  bears  a  part, 
And  feels  a  fympathetic  fmart. 

3  Still  his  companions  aTe  the  feme, 
He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame ; 
Our  heavietc  burdens  he  fudains, 
Shares  in  our  forrows  and  our  pains. 

CCCCLXXXV.  CM.  Wantage  Tune.  Steele. 
The  Wonders  of  Redemption, 

1  A  ND  did  the  holy  and  the  juft, 
-*•■*-  The  Sovereign  of  the  ikies, 

Stoop  down  to  wretched nefs  and  dud, 
That  guilty  worms  mighty  rife  \ 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
(Surprifmg  mercy!   love  unknown  !) 
To  fuffer,  bleed  and  die. 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  fuffer'd  in  his  (lead  ; 
For  man,   (O  miracle  of  grace  .') 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ? 
By  this  are  finners  fnatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God, 
7   D    2 


486,         the  lord's  supper. 

5  jefus>  my  f°u^  adoring,  bends 

To  love  fo  full,  fo  free  ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  facred  power  to  me  ? 

6  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favors  fo  divine  ? 
O  take  my  all — this  worthlefs  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

CCCCLXXXVL     C.  M.     Irifh  Tune. 
Dr.  Doddridge. 

Room  at  the  Gofpcl-Feaft,  Luke  xir.  22. 

1  'THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads, 

-*•     And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradife,  with  ail  its  joys, 
Could  fuch  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endieis  life  are  given  ; 
Thro'  the  rich  blood  that  Jefus  fhed 
To  raife  the  foul  to  heaven. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  ftray'd 

In  fin's  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come,  from  your  molt  obfcure  retreats, 
And  grace  fhall  find  you  room. 

4.  Millions  of  fouls,  in  glory  now, 
Were  £&dy  and  feafted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  ftill  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5"  Yet  is  his  houfe  and  heart  fo, large, 
That  millions  more  may  come, 
Nor  could  the  whole  aflembled  world 
O'er-fill  the  fpacious  room. 


THE   LORD'S  SUPPER.    487,488. 

6  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excufes  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feaft, 
And  bleis  the  founder's  name. 

CCCCLXXXVII.     L.  M.     Steel*. 
Communion  with  Christ  at  his  Table. 

1  rTyO  Jefus  our  exalted  Lord, 

*      (Dear  name,  by  heaven  and  earth  ador'd  ! ) 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife 
A  cheerful  fong  of  facred  praife. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak  and  languifhing  and  low; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  fongs. 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worfhip  at  his  feet; 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Let  faith  our  feeble  fenfes  aid, 

To  fee  thy  wondrous  love  difplay'd, 
Thy  broken  flefli,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

5  Let  humble  penitential  woe 

With  painful,  pleafing  anguiih,  flow  j 
And  thy  forgiving  fmiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

CCCCLXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Steele, 

Praife  to  the  Redeemer, 

1   npO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
-*-     Awake  the  facred  fong  ! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 


489. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 

What  mortal  tongue  difplay  ? 
Imagination's  utmoO:  ftretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  blifs, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die! — 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee  ; 

May  every  heart  with  rapture  fay 

"  The  Saviour  dy'd  for  me.'' 

5  O  may  the  fweet,  the  blifsful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Till  Grangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  facred  fong. 

CCCCLXXXIX.      14.8.     Carmarthen  New  Tune. 
Dr.  S.  Stennbtt. 

A  Song  of  Pralfe  to  Christ. 

1  /"^OME,  every  pious  heart 

^   That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  nobleft  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love,  to  him  you  owe. 

2  Such  was  his  zeal  for  Go d, 
And  fuch  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 
What  Gabriel  could  not  do  : 

His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 

All  words  exceed,  and  thoughts  furpafs 


49°« 

He  left  his  (tarry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  afidc  ; 

On  wings  of  love  came  dowR, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  : 
Wh  it  he  endar'd,  O  who  can  tell  ? 
To  fave  our  fouls  from  death  and  hell. 

From  the  dark  grave  he  rofe, 

The  manfion  of  the  dead  ; 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  : 
Up  thro'  the  iky'the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  ftay, 

And  bear  our  fpirits  home 

To  realms  of  endlefs  day  : 
There  (hall  we  fee  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

Jefus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 

Yet,  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve : 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift,  tho'  fmall,  thou  wilt  receive. 

CCCCXC     L.  M.     President  Davibs. 
Self-Dedication  at  the  LordV  Table, 

f"   ORD,  am  I  thine,  entirely  thine  ? 
■*-J   Purchas'd  and  fav'd  by  blood  divine  ? 
With  full  confent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  fovereign  right  in  me. 
Thee  my  new  mailer  now  I  call, 
And  confecrate  to  thee  my  all  : 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee, 
Be  thine  thro'  all  eternity. 


49ij492*    times  and  seasons. 
TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

CCCCXCI.     CM.     Bedford  Tunc. 
A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  rT"0  thee,  let  my  firit  offerings  rife, 

•*■     Whofe  fan  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
And  fpotlefs  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  favoring  hand  be  nigh  ! 

So  oft  vouchfaf'd  before  ! 
Still  may  it  lead}  protect,  fupplyi 
And  I  that  hand  adore  ! 

3  If  blifs  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which  refign'd  I  pray; 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart ! 
And  without  guilt  be  gay  ! 

4  Affliction  mould  thy  love  intend, 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure  ; 
Patient,  to  gain  that  gracious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure  ! 

5  Be  this,  and  every  future  day 

Still  wifer  than  the  pafl ! 

And  when  I  all  my  life  furvcy 

May  grace  fufrain  at  lafr.. 

CCCCXCII.     CM.    D.Turner. 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

I   TT7ITH  thee,  great  God,  the  frores  of  light, 
*  *      Aod  (lores  of  darknefs  lie  : 
Thou  form'ir  the  fable  robe  of  night 
And  fpread'fl  it  round  the  ffcy. 


MORTsTlNO.  493, 

.6  And  when  with  welcome  /lumbers  prefs'd, 
We  clofe  our  weary  eyes, 
Thy  power,  unfeen,  fecures  our  reft, 
Aud  makes  us  joyous  rife. 

3  Numbers,  this  night,  great  God,  hare  met 

Their  long  eternal  doom ; 
And  loft  the  joys  of  morning  light 
In  death's  tremendous  gloom. 

4  Numbers  on  refllefs  beds  ftill  lie, 

And  ftill  their  woes  bewail ; 
While  we,  by  thy  kind  hand  uprais'd, 
A  thoufand  pleafures  feel. 

5  To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  fangs, 

Our 'morning  thoughts  arife  ; 
Propitious  in  thy  Son,  accept 
The  willing  facrifice. 

OCCCXCIII.     3. 8.  6.     Chatham  Tune.     W~. 

Morning. 

r   T   ORD,  T  am  vile  !—  what  mail  I  fay  ? 
■*^J   I  live  to  fee  another  day, 

O  let  me  live  to  thee  ! 
A  thoufand  years  to  hope  for  this, 
Should  be  unutterable  blifs  ; 
What  mud  fruition  be  ! 

Eye  hath  not  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
What  Jefus  hath  for  his  prepar'd, 

Nor  can  the  heart  conceive  ; 
Thou  haft  commanded  me,  to-day, 
To  live  by  faith,  and  I'd  obey, 

Lord,  help  me  to  believe. 
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494*  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

CCCCXCIV.    S.  M.    S— . 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  Q  EE  how  the  mounting  fun 
^  Purfues  his  mining  way  ; 

And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praifc, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  riling  foul 
Its  heavenly  parent  fing  ; 

And  to  its  great  original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 

I  flept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preferver  near  ! 

4.       Thus  does  thine  arm  fupport 
This  weak  defencelefs  frame  ; 
But  whence  thefe  favors,  Lord,  to  me. 
All  worthlefs  as  I  am  ? 

£       O  !  how  (hall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  Cod? 

This  feeble  fpirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleafing  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  crofs 
I  bring  my  facrifice  j 

Ting'd  with  thy  blood,  it  mall  afcend 
With  fragrance  to  the  (Ivies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

And,  in  thy  fervice  I  would  fpend 
A  long  eternity. 


EVENING.  495,  49^' 

CCCCXCV.    L.  M. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  fong 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raife, 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praifc. 

My  days  unclouded,  as  they  pafs, 
And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  wknefs  to  thy  love  and  power. 

And  yet  this  thoughtlefs,  wretched  heart, 
Too  oft  regardlefs  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 
And  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove. 

Seal  my  forgivenefs  in  the  blood 
Of  Jefus:  his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

Let  this  bleft  hope  mine  eye-lids  clofe, 
With  deep  refrefti  my  feeble  frame  ; 
S?.fe  in  thy  care  may  I  repofe, 
And  wake  with  praifes  to  thy  name. 

:CCCXCVI.    L.  M.    Magdalen  Tune.  Bp.  Kek, 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blemngs  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  Kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2   Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  dav  have  done  ; 
That,  with  the  world,  myfelf  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  fleep,  at  ytdzz  may  be. 
2    E   2 


G 


497*  TIMES  AND  SEASONS^, 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  fo  I  may 
Rife  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  foul  on  thee  repofe  ! 

And  may  fweet  deep  mine  eye-lids  clofe  ;.- 
Sleep  that  fhall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  ferve  may  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  If  in  the  night  I  fleeplefs  lie, 

My  foul  with  heavenly  thoughts  fupply;: 
Let  no  ill  dreams  difturb  my  reft, 
No  powers  of  darknefs  me  moleft, 
Praife  God,  &c. 


CCCCXCVII.  .  C.  M.     M 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

\  "NJOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 
**    Let  flames  of  love  arife ; 
Aflifl  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  facrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiply  M* 
Have  made  up  all  this  day; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were. 
More  fvvift  and  free  than  they. 

5  New  time,  new  favor,  and  new  joys, 
Do  a  new  fong  require : 
'Till  we  mail  praife  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts  defire. 

4  Lord  of  our  days,  whofe  hand  hath  fet 
New  time  upon  our  fcore  ; 
Thee  may  we  praife  for  all  our  time, 
When  time  mall  be  no  more, 


SEASONS.-  49& 

THE  SEASONS  OF  THE  YEAR. 

CCCCXCVIII.      C.  M.      NuAHAtf. 

On  */.>£  Spring. 

1  '  I  'HE  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 

■*■•    Are  now  diffolv'd  and  gone  : 
Wak'd  by  the  fun,  the  blooming  fpring 
Puts  his  new  livery  on. 

2  Where  awfuF  defolation  reign'd. 

Bleft  plenty  rears  her  head  ;< 
Exulting  with  a  fmile  to  fee 
Her  late  deftroyer  fled. 

3  Teeming  with  life  th*  advancing  fun 

Protracts  the  falling  day  ; 
Grand  light  of  heaven  !   he  feems  to  wifr , 
To  make  a  longer  flay. 

4  In  cloud's  of  gold  behold  him  fet, 

Beyond  the  weft  he  flies : 
Short  is  his  nightly  courfe,  and  focn 
He  gilds  the  eaftern  fkies. 

5  My  foul,  in  every  fcene  admire 

The  wifdom  and  the  power  : 
Behold,  the  God  in  every  plant,. 
In  every  opening  flower. 

Yet  in  his  word,  the  God  of  grace 

Has  wrote  his  fairer  name  : 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love 

My  nobleft  fongs  fhali  claim. 

7  With  warmeft  beams,  thou  Go d  of  graces 
Shine  on  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Turn  thou  my  winter  into  fpring, 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 


F 


499,500.    TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

CCCCXCIX.     S.  M. 

The  Return  of  the  Spring  celebrated. 

'ROM  winter's  barren  clods* 
From  winter's  joylefs  wade, 
The  fpring  in  fudden  youth  appears* 
With  blooming  beauty  grac'd. 

How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 
How  warm  the  folar  beams  ! 
And  to  refrefh  the  ground,  the  rains 
Defcend  in  gentle  ftreams. 

Great  GW,  at  thy  command 
Seafons  in  order  rife  ; 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Thro'  earth,  and  feas,  and  fkies  : 

With  grateful  praife  we  own 
Thy  providential  hand, 
While  grafs  for  kine,  and  herb  and  cora 
For  men,  enrich  the  land: 

But  greater  ftill  the  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son; 
By  him  forgivenefs,  peace,  and  joy 
Thro'  endlefs  ages  run. 

D.     C.  M. 

Spring. 

T>  EHOLD  !   long  wifh'd-for  fpring  is  come, 
•*-*  How  alter 'd  is  the  fcene  ! 
The  trees  and  fhrubs  are  drefs'd  in  bloom, 
The  earth  arra'y'd  in  green. 

Where'er  we  tread,  the  clustering  flowers 

Beauteous  around  us  fpring  : 
The  birds,   with  joint  harmonious  powers, 

Invite  our  hearts  to  fing. 


DROUGHT— ^RAIN.  $01, 

But  ah  !  in  vain  I  ftrire  to  join 

Oppreft  with  fin  and  doubt ; 
I  feel  'tis  winter  (till,  within, 

Tho'  all  is  fpring  without. 

O  !   would  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 
Break  thro'  thefe  clouds  and  ihine„ 

No  creature  then  more  bleft  than  I, 
No  fong  more  loud  than  mine. 

LorJy  let  thy  word  my  hopes  revive9 

And  overcome  my  foes: 
O  make  my  languid  graces  thrive 

And  bloiTom  like  the  rofe. 


£>I.     CM.     Dr.  Gibscn:. 

On  a  Tear  of  threatening  Drought. 

1  r~T'HE  fpring,  great  God,  at  thy  command. 

■*•     Leads  forth  the  fmiling  year ; 
Gay  verdure,  foliage,  blooms  and  dowers 
T'  adorn  her  reign  appear. 

2  But  foon  canft  thou  in  righteous  wrath 

Blait  all  the  promis'd  joy, 
And  elements  await  thy  nod 
To  blefs  or  to  deftroy. 

3  The  fun,  thy  minider  of  love, 

That  from  the  naked  ground 
Calls  forth  the  hidden  feeds  to  birth, 
And  fpreads  their  beauties  round  ; 

4  At  the  dread  order  of  his  God 

Now  darts  destructive  fires  ; 
Hills,  plains  and  vales  are  parch'd  with  drought, 
And  blooming  life  expires. 


.502.  XIMES  AND   SEASONS. 

£  Like  burnifh'd  brafs,  the  heaven  around 
In  angry  terror  burns, 
While  the  earth  lies  a  joylefs  wafte, 
And  into  iron  turns. 

<6  Pity  us,  Lord,  in  our  diftrefs. 
Nor  with  our  land  contend  ; 
Bid  the  avenging  fides  relent, 
And  mowers  of  mercy  fend. 


,    DII.     CM. 

On  a  Tear  of  threatening  Rain. 

l  TTOW  haft  thou,  Lord,  from  year  to  year, 
■*■  -*■  Our  land  with  plenty  crown'd  ! 
And  generous  fruit,  and  golden  grain 
Have  fpread  their  riches  round. 

%  But  we  thy  mercies  have  abus'd 
To  more  abounding  crimes; 
What  heights,  what  daring  heights  in  fin, 
Mark  and  difgrace  our  times ! 

3  Equal,  tho'  awful  is  the  doom, 

That  fierce  defcending  rain 

Should  into  inundations  fwell, 

And  crufh  the  rifing  grain  I 

4  How  jufl:  that  in  the  autumn's  reign, 

When  we  had  hop'd  to  reap, 

Our  fields  of  forrow  and  defpair 

Should  lie  an  hideous  heap ! 

£  But,  Lord,  have  mercy  on  our  land, 
Thefe  floods  of  vengeance  ftay  ; 
Difpel  thefe  glooms,  and  let  the  fun 
Shine  in  unclouded  day! 


THUNBIR.  503, 

j6  To  thee  alone  we  look  for  help; 
None  elfe  of  dew  or  rain 
Can  give  the  world  the  fmalleft  drop, 
Or  fmalleft  drop  retrain. 

Dili.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

The  God  of  Thunder. 

i  (~\  THE  immenfe,  th'  amazing  height, 
^-J  The  boundlefs  grandeur  of  oar  God, 
Who  treads  the  worlds  beneath  his  feet, 
And  fways  the  nations  with  his  nod  ! 

2  He  fpeaks ;  and  lo,  all  nature  {hakes, 
Heaven's  everlafting  pillars  bow, 

He  rends  the  clouds  with  hideous  cracks, 
And  fhoots  his  fiery  arrows  thro\ 

3  Well,  let  the  nations  flart  and  fly 
At  the  blue  light'nings  horrid  glare, 
Atheifts  and  emperors  fhrink  and  die, 
When  flame  and  noife  torment  the  air-: 

4  Let  noife  and  flame  confound  the  fides, 
And  drown  the  fpacious  realms  below, 
Yet  will  we  fing  the  Thunderer's  praife, 
And  fend  our  loud  hofannas  thro'. 

5  Celeflial  King,  thy  blazing  power 
Kindles  our  hearts  to  flaming  joys, 
We  fhout  to  hear  thy  thunders  roar, 
And  echo  to  our  father's  voice. 

€  Thus  {hall  the  God  our  Saviour  come, 
And  light'nings  round  his  chariot  play, 
Ye  lightnings,  fly  to  make  him  room, 
Ye  glorious  itorms,  prepare  his  way. 
1  F 


504,  S°5'    Ti:vIK  0F  HARVEST, 
DIV.     C.  M. 
Summer — an  Harvejl  Hymn* 

1  r"PO  praife  the  ever  bounteous  Lord% 

-*-     My  foul,  wake  all  thy  powers : 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  fmiling  harveft  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  j 

My  tongue  his  goodnefs  fing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harveft  crowns  the  fpring. 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  fwains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop  : 
With  joy  they  bear  the  (heaves  away, 
And  fow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  fow 

The  feeds  of  righteoufnefs  : 
Smile  on  my  foul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harveft  blefs. 

5  Then,  in  the  laft  great  harveft,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  : 
The  harveft  mall  by  far  exceed 
What  I  have  fow'd  in  hope. 

DV.    C.  M. 

Harveft — or,  tie  accepted  Time  and  Day  of 
Salvation,  Prov.  x.  5. 

I'  CEE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
&   Improves  the  harveft  hours  : 
While  fummer  lafts  thro'  all  her  cells 
The  choiceft  ftore  (he  pours. 
2  While  life  remains,  our  harveft  lafts  j 
But  youth  of  life's  the  prime  ; 
Beft  is  this  feafon  for  our  work, 
And  this  th'  accepted  time. 


WINTER.  506. 

3  To-day  attend,  is  wifdom's  voice, 

To-morrow,  folly  cries  : 
And  dill  to-morrow  'tis,  when,  Oh  ! 
To-day  the  finner  dies. 

4  When  confcience  fpeaks,  its  voice  regard, 

And  feize  the  tender  hour ; 
Humbly  implore  the  promis'd  grace, 
And  God  will  give  the  power. 

DVI.     C.  M.     Steele. 

Winter. 

1  OTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
^   Encircling  nature  round: 

How  bleak,  how  comfortlefs  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  ! 

2  The  fan  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light,  and  warmth  depart; 
And  drooping,  life'efs  nature  feems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  defolate  and  fad  ! 

4  Return,  O  blifsful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  foul  reviving  ray; 
This  mental  winter  mall  be  fpring, 
This  darknefs  cheerful  day. 

5:  O  happy  (late,  divine  abode, 
Where  fpring  eternal  reigns  ; 
And  perfect  day,  the  fmile  of  GoJ, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

3    »  2 


507.  TIMES  AND   SEASONS. 

6  Great  fource  of  light,  thy  beams  difplay, 
My  drooping  joys  refiore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  feats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 


DVII.     L.  M.     Newton, 

Winter, 

1  GEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 

^  Has  Itripp'd  the  trees  and  feal'd  the  ground. 
But  fpring  fliall  foon  his  rage  withftand, 
And  fpread  new  beauties  all  around. 

2  My  foul  a  (harper  winter  mourns, 
Barren  and  fruitlefs  I  remain, 
When  will  the  gentle  fpring  return, 
And  bid  my  graces  grow  again  ? 

3  J  ejus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arife  ! 
'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move ; 

0  !  hufh  thefe  ftorms,  and  clear  my  flues,* 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 

1  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear ; 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  ? 
Mud  it  be  winter  all  the  year  ? 

5  Be  flill,  my  foul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  prayer  and  patient  faith; 
*Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  power, 
Repofe  on  what  his  promife  faith. 

6  He,  by  whofe  all-commanding  word, 
Seafons  their  changing  courfe  maintain, 
In  every  change  a  pledge  affords, 
That  none  mail  feek  his  face  in  vain. 


NEW  YEAR'S  DAY.     508,509:. 

DVIII.     L.  M. 

The  Seafons  crowned  with  GocJncfst  Pfalm  ixv.  1  J» 

1  "INTERNAL  fource  of  every  joy! 

-"-J  Well  may  thy  praife  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  fovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  fupports  and  guides  the  whole  ;- 
The  fun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rife 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  Ikies. 

3  The  flowery  fpring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  Cummer  rays  with  vigor  mine 
To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coafts  redundant  ftores ; 
And  winters,  foften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seafons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  davs 
Demand  fucceffive  fongs  of  praife  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  (hade. 

6  Here  in  thy  houfe  let  incenfe  rife, 
And  circling  fabbaths  blefs  our  eyes, 
'Till  to  thofe  lofty  heights  we  foar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

NEW  YEAR'S  DAY. 

DIX.     8.7.      Jewin  Street  Tune.     RoBiNso:*f, 

Grateful  Recolleclion — Ebenezer,  1  Sam.  vii.  1 2& 

1    /^OME,  thou  fount  of  every  blefling, 
*^   Tune  my  heart  to  fing  thy  grace ! 


£fO«  TIMES  AND  SEASONS* 

Streams  of  mercy  never  ccafing. 
Call  for  fongs  of  loudeft  praife  : 

"Teach  me  fome  melodious  Ion  net, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  : 

Praife  the  mount — O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raife  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  ly  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleafure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jefus  fought  me  when  a  frranger 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He  to  favc  my  foul  from  danger 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood. 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  conftrain'd  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  1  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  feal  it^ 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

DX.     L.  M. 

Help  obtained  of  Gov,  Acls  xxvi.  2  2. 
New  Tear's  Day. 

1  fy*  REAT  God,  we  ilng  thy  mighty  hand, 
^r  By  which  fupported  (till  we  (land  : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  mews : 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  ft  clofe. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  cur  God} 
By  his  inccflant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counfel  led. 


NEW  YEAR  S  DAY.  $%f4 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  part:  wc  own; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  fcenes  exalted  01  deprefs'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  red; 
Thy  goodnefs  all  our  hopes  fhall  raife, 
Ador'd  thro'  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  (hall  interrupt  thefe  fongs, 
And  feal  in  filence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper-God,  in  whom  we  truft, 
In  better  worlds  our  fouls  fhall  boaft. 

DXI.     L.  M.     S * 


The  Barren  Fig-Tree,  Luke  xiii.  6 — a. 

GOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong, 
The  thankful  heart,  the  grateful  fong  j 
Touch'd  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Refounds  the  goodnefs  of  the  Lord. 

Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  chas'd  the  gloomy  mades  of  death  ; 
The  venom'd  arrows  vainly  fly, 
When  God  our  great  deliverer's  nigh. 

Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  ? 
Why  does  thy  hand  fo  kindly  rear 
A  ufelefs  cumberer  of  the  ground, 
On  which  no  pleafant  fruits  are  found  ? 

Still  may  the  barren  fig  tree  ftand  ! 
And,  cultivated  by  thy  hand, 
Verdure,  and  bloom,  and  fruit  afford. 
Meet  tribute  to  its  bounteous  Lor4* 


5;I2,  TIMES  AND  SEASONS, 

5   So  fiiall  thy  praife  employ  my  breatl* 
Thro'  life,  and  in  the  arms  of  death 
My  foul  the  pleafant  theme  prolong, 
Then  rife  to  aid  th'  angelic  fong. 

DXIi.     7s.     Fawcett. 

A  Birth- Day  Hymn,  Acts  xxvi.  2  2< 

£    T  MY  Ebenezer  raife 

■*■   To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praife; 
With  a  grateful  heart  I  own, 
Hitherto  thy  help  I've  known. 

,2  What  may  be  my  future  lot, 
Well  I  know  concerns  me  not ; 
This  mould  fet  my  heart  at  reft, 
What  thy  will  ordains  is  bed. 

3  I  my  all  to  thee  refign  ; 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
May  but  all  thy  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  love. 

4  Guard  me,  Saviour,  by  thy  power, 
Guard  me  in  the  trying  hour  : 
Let  thy  unremitted  care 

Save  me  from  the  lurking  fnare. 

5  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  directed  to  thy  praife : 
So  the  laft,  the  doling  fcene 
Shall  be  tranquil  and  ferene. 

6  To  thy  will  I  leave  the  reft, 
Grant  me  but  this  one  requeii, 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  fpecial  love. 


WEDDING.  513, 

DXIII.     C.  M. 

A  Wedding  Hymn. 

SINCE  J-efm  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage-fealt ; 
O  Lord,  we  afk  thy  prefence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding-gueft. 

Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  dov/o. 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands, 

Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  blefs  the  nuptial  bands. 

With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  beft  ! 
Their  fubftance  blefs,  and  peace  beftow, 

To  fweeten  all  the  reft. 

In  pureft:  love  their  fouls  unite, 
That  they,  with  chriftian  care, 

May  make  domeftic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  (hare. 

True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope  j 

And  fee  with  joy  a  godly  feed 
To  build  their  houmold  up. 

As  Ifaac  and  Rebecca  give 

A  pattern  chafte  and  kind  ; 
So  may  this  married  couple  live, 

And  die  in  friendih.ip  join'd. 

On  every  foul  afTembled  here, 

O  make  thy  face  to  mine  ; 
Thy  goodnefs  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 

Than  richeft  food  or  wine. 

3° 


5I4j5i5'  times  and  seasons. 

DXIV.     L.  M.     Newton. 

A  Welcome  to  Chfi/lian  Friends. — At  Meeting. 

i   T£  INDRED  in  Chrifl,  for  his  dear  fake, 
■*^   A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
And  fhortly  we  (hall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end,  the  fame. 

3  May  he,  by  whofe  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  fweet, 
And  caufe  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love  ! 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  chriilians  fee  each  other  thus; 
We  only  wim  to  fpeak  of  him, 

Who  liv'd,  and  dy'd,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  faid, 
And  fuffer'd  for  us  here  below; 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pafs  away 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  haften  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  mall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

DXV.     7s. 

At  Parting. 

i   Tj^OR  a  feafon  call'd  to  part, 
•*■     Let  us  now  ourfelves  commend, 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  eyer-prefent  friend. 


MEETING    AND   PARTING.          516, 

2  Jefusy  hear  onr  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  ihepherd  of  thy  flieep  ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  fouls  in  i\it\ 

3  In  thy  (trength  may  we  be  flrpng, 
Sweeten  every  crofs  and  pain : 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 

In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  fnall  be  rear'd  ; 

And  our  fouls  (hall  praifs  the  Lor  J, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 

DXVI.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridoe. 

The  Chr'ijTian  Farewell,   2  Cor.  xiii.   1 1. 

1  ^HY  prefence,  everlalling  God, 

•*-     Wide  o'er  all  nature  fpreads  abroad  ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  fleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  doit  our  lives  and  fouls  fuftain  ; 
When  abfent,  happy  if  we  fnare 

Thy  fmiles,  thy  counfels  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  kek  our  comforts  near  thy  feat ; 
Still  on  our  fouls  vouchfafe  to  fhine, 
And  guard,  and  guide  us  (till  as  thine. 

4  Give  us  in  thy  beloved  houfe, 
Again  to  pay  our  thankful  vows  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Gfve  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

3   G   2 


517?  51  ^#    TIMES  AND   SEASONS. 

DXVII.     L.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

Early  Piety,  Matt.  xii.  20. 

1  TJTOW  foft  the  words  my  Saviour  fpeaks  I 
■*■-*■  How  kind  the  promifes  he  nmkes ! 

A  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  fmoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  won't  defpife, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  finner  frown  : 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  fends  falvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  moot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threat'ning  winds, 
And  ripens  bloffoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  fouls  he  bears  a  part 
In  all  the  forrows  they  endure  : 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promife  is  for  ever  fure. 

5  He  fees  the  ftruggles  that  prevail 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  fin; 
He  kindly  liftens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

€  Tho*  prefs'd  with  fears  on  ev'ry  fide, 
They  know  not  how  the  ftrife  may  end; 
Yet  he  will  foon  the  caufe  decide, 
And  judgment  into  vicVry  fend. 

DXVIII.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Encouragement  young  Perfons  have  to  feck 
Christ,  Prov.  viii.  17, 

1   V"E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warni, 
-*•     In  fmiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  h«ar. 


YOUTH. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converfe  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by* 
Your  friendfnip  to  purfue. 

3  M  The  foul,   that  longs  to  fee  my  Lice, 

"  Ts  fare  my  love  to  gain  ; 
'*  And  thofe  that  early  leek  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  feek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  foul  fnould  move 

If  once  coi.ipar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  mould  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Chriji  I  fee  ? 

5  Away,  ye  falfe  delufive  toy:. 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lading  choice, 
For  here  true  blifs  I  find. 


DXIX.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Seek  frjl  the  Kingdom  g/*God,  Matt.  vi.  3  f 

1  "VTOW  let  a  true  ambition  rife, 
-*-^  And  ardor  fire  our  breads, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  ikies, 

In  heavenly  glories  dred. 

2  Behold,  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  difplay, 
Whofe  gems  with  vivid  1  afire  mine, 
While  liars  and  fans  decay. 

3  Away  each  grovelling  anxious  care, 

Beneath  a  chriftian's  aim  ;     .  ■ 
We  fpring  to  feize  immortal  joysy 
In  our  Redeemer'?  r.aT.e. 


520.  TIMES  AND   SEASONS. 

4  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
The  glorious  prize  purfue  ; 
Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  good, 
While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

DXX.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Sermons. 

A  lovely  Youth  falling  JJoori  of  Heaven, 
Mark  x.  21. 

i   "IV/FUST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 
■*-^-*-  So  hopelefs  to  falvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn 
The  man  whom  Jefus  deigns  to  love  ? — 

2  The  man  who  fought  the  ways  of  truth, 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due ; 
A  modeft,  fober,  lovely  youth, 

Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change :  thus  fpake  the  Lord, 
"  Come  part  with  earth  for  heaven  to-day  :" 
The  youth,  aftoniuVd  at  the  word, 

In  filcit  fadnefs  went  his  way. 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boafted  fo, 
This  teft  unable  to  endure, 

Let  Chri/i,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  fure. 

5  Ah  foolifh  choice  of  treafures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 

Muft  this  bafe  world  be  bought  fo  dear  ? 
And  life  and  heaven  fo  cheaply  fold  ? 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  -mine, 
If  this  vile  pafTion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  foul,  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee. 


YOUTH.  521. 

DXXI.     S.  M.     Tawcett. 

Howjhall  a  young  Man  cleanfe  his  Way  ? 
Plains  cxix.  9. 

YY^ITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
*  *      My  God,  to  thee  I  pray ; 
O  make  me  learn  whilft  1  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanfe  my  way. 

Now  in  my  early  days, 
Teach  me  thy  will  to  know ; 
O  God,  thy  fanclifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  beftow. 

Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 
Help  me  to  choofe  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  fnare. 

My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
Unite  it  to  'hyfelf  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

O  let  thy  word  of  grace 
My  warmefl:  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treafure  and  my  joy. 

To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  foul  inclin'd  ; 
O  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  fanctify  my  mind. 

May  thy  young  fervant  learn, 
By  thefe  to  cleanfe  his  way  ; 
And  may  I  here  the  path  difcern 
That  leads  to  endlefs  day. 


522.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

DXXII.     8.  8.  6.     D.  Bradbury's,  altered. 

FOR  A  SUKDAY   SCHOOL. 

The  Importance  of  educating  Touth. 
Congregation. 

1  "KJOW  let  cur  hearts  confpire  to  raife 
-*-^    A  cheerful  anthem  to  his  praife 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Let  nrufic,  fweet  as  incenfe  rife, 
With  grateful  odors  to  the  Ikies, 

The  work  of  joy  and  love. 

Children. 

2  Teach  us  to  bow  before  thy  face  ; 
Nor  let  our  hearts  forget  thy  grace, 

Or  flight  thy  providence  ; 
When  loft  in  ignorance  we  lay, 
To  vice  and  death  an  eafy  prey, 

Thy  goodnefs  fnatch'd  us  thence. 

Congregation. 

3  O  what  a  num'rojs  race  we  fee, 
In  ignorance  and  mifery, 

Unprincipled,  untaught ! 
Shall  they  continue  dill  to  lie 
In  ignorance  and  mifery? 

We  cannot  bear  the  thought. 

Children. 

4  Give,  Lord,  each  liberal  foul  to  prove 
The  joys  of  thine  exhauftlefs  love  ; 

And  while  thy  praife  we  ling, 
May  we  the  facred  fcriptures  know, 
And  like  the  bleffed  Jefus  grow, 

That  earth  and  heaven  may  ring. 


YOUTH  EDUCATED.  523. 

Congregation. 
5  We  feel  a  fympathifing  heart, 
Lord,  'tis  Tipkafure  to  impart, 
To  thee  thine  own  we  give  : 
Hear  thou  our  ery,  and  pitying  fee, 
O  Jet  thefe  children  live  to  thee, 
O  Jet  thefe  children  live. 

DXXIH.    CM.     J.Straphak. 

SUNDAY    SCHOOL. 

I   "D  LEST  is  the  man  whofe  heart  expands 

"  At  malting  pity's  call, 
And  the  rich  bleffings  of  his  Tiands 
Like  heavenly  manna  fall. 

2  Mercy  defcending  from  above, 

In  foheft  accents  pleads ; 
O  !  may  each  tender  bofom  move 
When  mercy  intercedes. 

3  Be  ours  the  blifs  in  wifdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  aflray 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

4  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

And  GWwill  well  approve, 
When  infants  karri  to  lifp  his  name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

5  Delightful  work  !  young  fouls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rifing  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  fin, 
To  feek  redeeming  grace. 

6  Almighty  God!  thy  influence  fhed 

To  aid  this  good  defign  : 
The  honors  of  thy  name  be  fpread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 
2   H 


524.     -        TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

DXXIV.     C.  M. 

Old  Age  approaching  ;  or,  Man  frail  and  mortal. 

1  INTERNAL  God!  enthron'd  on  high! 
-*-^  Whom  angel-hofts  adore  ; 

Who  yec  to  fuppliant  duft  art  nigh, 
Thy  prefence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  fleep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  paffions  cool : 
Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 
And  practife  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

What's  human  muft  decay  ; 
My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expecl  to  (lay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart? 
Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  fliield  my  heart  ? 

5  Ah  !   no — then  fmooth  the  mortal  hour, 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  : 

Support  me  with  almighty  power, 

While  duft  to  duft  defcends. 

6  Then  (hall  my  foul,  O  gracious  God! 

(While  angels  join  the  lay) 
Admitted  to  the  blefs'd  abode, 
Its  endlefs  anthems  pay. 

.  7  Thro'  heaven,  howe'er  remote  the  bound, 
Thy  matchlefs  love  proclaim, 
And  join  the  choir  of  faints  that  found 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name, 


DAYS   OF  HUMILIATION.  $1$< 

FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING  DAYS. 
DXXV.     C.  M.     Carolina  Tune. 

For  a  Public  Faft. 

i    C  EE»  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 
^   Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  fovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  difplay  ; 
Yet  mercy  fpares  this  guilty  land, 
ArA  (HI!  we  live  to  pray. 

3  Great  God,  and  is  Columbia  fpard, 

Ungrateful  as  we  are  ! 
O  make  thy  awful  warnings  heard, 
While  mercy  cries,  "  Forbear." 

4  What  land  fo  favor'd  of  the  fides, 

As  thefe  apoftate  dates ! 
Our  numerous  crimes  increafing  rife, 
Yet,  ftil!  thy  vengeance  waits  ! 

5  How  chang'd,  alas  !   are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  fliame! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  fin, 
Difgrace  the  chriitian  name  i 

6  Regardlefs  of  thy  fmile  or  frown, 

Their  pleafures  tbev  require  ; 
And  fink  with  gay  indifference  down 
To  everlading  lire. 

7  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  refifllefs  grace  ; 
Then  fhall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  feek  thy  face. 


526.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS 

8  Then,  mould  infulting  foes  invade, 
We  flfall  not  fink  in  fear ; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
If  God,  our  Gcd,  is  near. 


DXXVI.    CM.     S— . 

A  Hymn  for  a  Fajl-Bay,  Gen.  xviii.  23 — 33. 

1  "IT7HEN  Abram,  full  offacredawe, 

*  "     Before  Jehovah  flood, 
And,  with  a  humble  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  fued  j 

2  With  what  fuccefs,  what  wonderous  grace, 

"Was  his  petition  crown'd ! 
The  Lord  would  fpare  if  in  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  fingle,  holy  foul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  mail  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 

4  Columbia  guilty  as  me  is, 

Her  numerous  faints  can  boafr, 
And  now  their  fervent  prayers  afcend, 
And  can  thofe  prayers  be  loft  ? 

5  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee, 

Now  as 'in  ancient  times? 
Or  does  this  finful  land  exceed 
Gomorrah  in  its  crimes  ? 

h  Still  are  we  thine,  we  bear  thy  name, 
Here  yet  is  thine  abode  ; 
Long  has  thy  prefence  blefs'd  our  land, 
Forfake  us  not,,0  C'xl. 


DAYS  OF  HUMILIATION.  527, 

DXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

On  a  Day  of  Prayer  for  Succefs  in  War. 

1  ]j    ORD,  how  fhall  wretched  iinners  dare 
-"~J   Look  up  to  thy  divine  abode  ? 

Or  offer  their  imperfect  prayer, 
Before  a  juft,  a  holy  God?- 

2  Bright  terrors  guard  thy  awful  feat, 
And  dazzling  glories  veil  thy  face: 
Yet  mercy  calls  us  to  thy  feet, 
Thy  throne  is  flill  a  throne  of  grace. 

3  O  may  our  fouls  thy  grace  adore, 
May  Jefus  plead  our  humble  claim  ; 
While  thy  protection  we  implore, 
In  his  prevailing,  glorious  name. 

4  With  all  the  boafled  pomp  of  war 
In  vain  we  dare  the  hoftile  field  ; 
In  vain,  unlefs  the  Lord  be  there  ; 
Thy  arm  alone  our  land  can  fhield. 

5  Let  paft  experience  of  thy  care 
Support  our  hope,  our  trull  invite  ! 
Again  attend  our  humble  prayer! 
Again  be  mercy  thy  delight ! 

6  Cur  arms  fuccced,  cur  councils  guide, 
Let  thy  right  hand  our  caufe  maintain  ; 
Till  war's  deftructive  rage  fubfide, 
And  peace  refume  her  gentle  reign. 

7  Great  God,  the  promis'd  period  bring, 
Let  (tandards  be  no  more  unfurl'd; 
Come  peace  i   and  blefs  with  balmy  wing, 
The  eaftern  and  the  v.eitern  world. 


528.  TIMES   AND   SEASONS. 

8  When  ilia.il  the  gofpel's  healing  ray 
( Kind  fource  of  amity  divine  ! ) 
Spread  o'er  the  world  celeftial  day? 
When  (hall  the  nations,  Lord,  be  thine  ? 

BXXVIIT.     L.  M.     Paul's  Tune. 
President  Davies. 

National  Judgments  deprecated,  and  National  Mercies 
pleaded,  Amos  iii.  1 — 6. 

1  "TT7HILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord, 

*  "     We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  fword  ; 
Oh  !   whither  (hall  the  helplefs  fly ; 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  The  helplefs  finner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears  ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  fent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopelefs  grief. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fail ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there  ? 
And  mutt  we  periih  in  deipair  I 

4.  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forfaken  God  we  turn  ; 
O  fpare  our  guilty  country,  fpare 
The  church  which  thou  had  planted  here. 

j  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood ; 
We  plead  thv  gracious  promifes, 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  ? 

6  Thefe  pleas}  prefented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thoufand  bleffings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helplefs  woe  ; 
Let  them^prevail  to  lave  u$  too. 


DAYS  OF  THANKSGIVING.       5.29, 

DXXIX.     C.  M. 

Thankfgivtng  for  Victory  over  cur  Ettcmiss, 

1  '  I  'O  thee,  who  reign'ft  fupreme  above, 

•*■•    And  reign' ft  fupreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wifdom,  power,  and  love, 
We  our  faccelTcs  owe. 

2  The  thundering  horfe,  the  martial  band, 

Without  thine  aid  were  vain  ; 
And  victory  flies  at  thy  command 
To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm  unfeen  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  aflaii'd  ; 
'Tis  thou  haft  rais'd  our  honors  high, 
And  o'er  their  hofts  prevail'd. 

4  Their  mounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  towers 

Into  our  hands  are  given, 
Not  from  defert  or  ftrength  of  ours, 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  Heaven. 

5  What  tho'  no  columns  lifted  high, 

Stand  deep  inferib'd  with  praife, 
Yet  foun'ding  honors  to  the  fky 
Our  grateful  tongues  fhall  raife. 

6  To  our  young  race  will  we  proclaim 

The  mercies  God  has  mown  ; 
That  they  may  learn  to  blefs  his  name, 
And  choofe  him  for  their  own. 

7  Thus,  while  we  fleep  in  filent  dufi, 

When  threatening  dangers  come, 
Their  father's  God  fhall  be  their  truft, 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 


$3°>  S31'    TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
DXXX.    L.  M.     Beddome. 
Peace  prayed  for, 

1  f  "\N  us,   opprcfs'd  beneath  thy  flroke, 

^^   And  overwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  mame, 
Deign,  mighty  God,  with  fmiles,  to  look  ; 
The  fame  thy  power,  thy  grace  the  fame. 

2  Let  peace  defcend  with  balmy  wing, 
And  all  its  bleflings  round  her  flied ; 
Her  liberties  be  well  fecur'd, 

And  commerce  lift  its  fainting  head : 

3  Let  the  ioud  cannon  ceafe  to  roar, 
The  warlike  trump  no  longer  found  ; 
The  din  of  arms  be  heard  no  more, 
Nor  human  blood  pollute  the  ground. 

4  Let  hoftile  troops  drop  from  their  hands 
The  ufelefe  fword,  the  glittering  fpear 
And  join  in  friendfhip's  facred  bands, 
Nor  one  duTentient  voice  be  there. 

5  Thus  fave,  O  Lord,  a  finking  land, 
Millions  of  .tongues  mail  then  adore, 
Refound  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

And  fpread  thy  praife  from  more  to  more. 

DXXXI.     L.  M.     Steele. 
Praife  for  national  Peace,  Pfalm  xlvi.  9. 

1  r*  REAT  Ruler  of  die  earth  and  fkies, 
^-^  A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  fink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rife  : 

Thy  fmile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rufh  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noife,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  refounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  (laughter  fpreads  the  hoflile  plains  j 


DAYS  OF  THANKSGIVING.        $$2. 

3  Thy  fov'reign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  courfe,  and  bounds  their  power; 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noife  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  bleilings  fled!) 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  fing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wife,  and  righteous  Lor  J, 
All  move  fubfervient  to  thy  will  ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word. 
And  thy  fublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  fongs, 
Thy  kind  protection  (till  implore  ; 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confefs  thy  goodnefs  and  adore. 

DXXXII.     L.  M. 

Tfjan&fgiving for  National  Deliverance  and  Improvement 
of  it,  Luke  i.  74.,  75. 


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RAISE  to  the  Lor  J,  who  bows  his  ear 
Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer  ; 
And,  tho'  deliverance  long  delay, 
Anfwers  in  his  well-chofen  day. 

Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

His  power  and  grace  (hall  be  our  fong ; 

The  tribute  of  our  love  we  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King  ! 

Our  temples  guarded  from  the  flame, 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  ; 
And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  (hall  become. 

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535^  TIMES   AND   SEASON,. 

4  Still  be  it  our  fuprerne  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honor'd  fight ; 
Hence  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
'Till  life's  lalt  hour  to  perfeveie. 

DXXXT1I.       DoDDRIDCt. 

Thanhs  to  God  for  his  evcr-endur'wg  Goodnefs, 
Pfalra  exxxvi.  i. 

i    TTOUSE  of  our  God  with  cheerful  anthems  ring, 
■*-  ■*•  While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  goodnefs  ling  j 
With  facred  joy  his  wondrous  deeds  proclaim  ; 
Let  every  tongue  be  vocal  with  his  name  : 
The  Lord  is  good  ;  his  mercy  never- end ir-g, 
His  bleilings  in  perpetual  fhowers  defcending. 

2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty  fills  ; 
Ye  feraphs  bright,  on  ever-blooming  hills, 

His  honors  found  ;  you  to  whom  good  alone, 
Unmingled,  ever-growing,  has  been  known, 
Thro'  your  immortal  life,  with  love  increafing, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodnefs  never-ceafing. 

3  Thou  earth,  enlighten'd  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grafs,  and  corn,  and  oH,  and  wine, 
Crown'd  with  his  goodnefs,  let  thy  nations  meet, 
And  lay  themfelves  at  his  paternal  feet ; 

With  grateful  love  that  lib'ral  hand  confeffing, 
Which  thro*  each  heart  diffufeth  every  bleffing. 

4  Zion  enrioli'd  with  his  diltinguifiYd  grace, 
Ble(t  with  the  rays  of  thine  Immanuel's  face, 
Zion,  Jehovah's  portion,  and  delight, 
Grav'n  on  his  hands,  and  hourly  in  his  fight, 

In  facred  drains  exalt  that  grace  excelling, 
Which  makes  thy  humble  hill  his  chofen  dwelling. 


DAYS  OF  THANKSGIVING.       534. 

5  His  goodnefs  never  ends ;  the  dawn  the'fhade, 
Still  fee  new  bounties  thro'  new  fecnes  difnlay'd ; 
Succeeding  ages  blefs  this  fure  abode, 

And  children  lean  upon  their  fathers'  God: 
The  deathlefs  foul  thro'  its  immenfe  duration, 
Drinks  from  this  fource  immortal  confolation. 

6  Burlt  into  praife,  my  foul ;  all  nature  join  ; 
Angels  and  men  in  harmtny  combine, 
While  human  years  are  meafur'd  by  the  fun, 
And  while  eternity  its  courfe  (hall  run  : 

His  goodnefs  in  perpetual  mowers  descending. 
Exalt  in  fongs  and  raptures  never-ending. 

DXXXIV. 

A  general  Thanksgiving* 

1  CAY,   mould  we  fearch  the  globe  around, 
^  Where  can  fuch  happinefs  be  found 

As  dwells  in  this  much  favor'd  land  I 
Here  plenty  reigns  ;  here  freedom  fiieds 
Her  choiceft  blefTings  on  our  heads  : 

By  God  fupported  ftill  we  ftand. 

2  Here  commerce  fpreads  the  wealthy  ftore 
Which  comes  from  ev'ry  foreign  more ; 

Science  and  art  their  charms  difplay ; 
Religion  teachcth  us  to  raife 
Our  voices  in  our  Maker's  praife, 

As  truth  and  confeience  point  the  way. 

I  Thefe  are  thy  gifts,  almighty  King ! 
From  thee  our  matchlefs  blcJings  fpring  ; 
TV  extended  (hade,  the  fruitful  ikies. 
The  raptures  liberty  beftows, 
The  eternal  joys  the  gofpel  (hows, 
AI!  from  thy  boundlefs  goodnefs  rife, 
31   2 


$$$.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS* 

4  With  grateful  hearts,  with  cheerful  tongues, 
To  Go d  we  raife  united  fongs ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim  ; 
And  frill,  thro'  ev'ry  age,  mall  own, 
Jehovah  here  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

5  Long  as  the  moon  her  courfe  fhall  run,, 
Or  man  behold  the  circling  fun, 

May'fl  thou  o'er  fair  Columbia  reign ; 
Still  crown  her  counfels  with  fuccefs, 
With  peace  and  joy  her  borders  blefs, 

And  all  her  facred  rights  maintain- 

DXXXV.    L.  M. 

Deliverances,  Num.  xxiii.  23. 

1  TT7HAT  hath  God  wrought!  might  If  rati  fayv 

*  *     When  Jordan  roll'd  its  tide  away, 
And  gave  a  palTage  to  their  bands, 
Safely  to  march  acrofs  its  fands. 

2  What  hath  God  'wrought I  might  well  be  faid, 
When  Jefus,  riling  from  the  dead, 
Scatter'd  the  fhades  of  Pagan  night, 

And  bleiVd  the  nations  with  his  light. 

3  What  hath  God  wrought!  O  blifsful  theme 
Are  we  redeem'd  and  call'd  by  him  ? 
Shall  we  be  led  the  defert  thro'  ? — 
And  fafe  arrive  at  glory  too  ! — 

4  The  news  fhall  every  harp  employ, 
Fill  every  tongue  with  rapturous  joy; 
When  fhall  we  join  the  heavenly  throng", 
To  fwell  the  triumph  and  the  fong ! 


TvUI.ERS  PRAYED  FOR.  536. 


DXXXVI.     L.  M. 


Prayer  for  the  President,  Co'ngress,- 
Magistrates,  &c. 

1  O  RE  AT  Lord  of  all,  thy  matchlefs  power 
^-*  Archangels  in  the  heavens  adore  ; 
With  them,  our  Sov'reign  thee  we  own, 
And  bow  the  knee  before  thy  throne. 

2  Let  dove-eyed  peace  with  odour'd  wingr 
On  us  her  grateful  bleffings  fling, 
Freedom  fpread  beauteous  as  the  morn, 
And  plenty  fill  her  ample  horn. 

3  Pour  on  our  Chief  thy  mercies  down, 
His  days  with  heavenly  wifdom  crown  ; 
Refolve  his  heart,  where'er  he  goes, 

"  To  launch  the  ftream  that  duty  {hows.'* 

4  Over  our  Capitol  diffufe, 

Frcm  hills  divine,  thy  welcome  dews  ; 
While  Congress  in  one  patriot  band, 
Prove  the  firm  fortrefs  of  our  land. 

5  Our  Magistrates  with  grace  fuftain, 
Nor  let  them  bear  the  fword  in  vain  ; 
Long  as  they  fill  their  awful  feat, 

Be  vice  feen  dying  at  their  feet. 

6  For  ever  from  the  weflern  fky, 
Bid  the  *  deftroying  angeV  fly  ; 

With  grateful  fongs  our  hearts  infpire,- 
And  round  us  blaze  a  wall  of  fire. 


$3J.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS-. 

SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY. 

DXXXVII.     C.  M.     Steele, 

Deftring  the  Prefence  of  God  in  Ajjlidion. 

1  HPHOU  only  centre  of  my  reft, 

•*•     Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
While  with  protracted  pain  oppreft 
I  breath  the  plaintive  figh. 

2  Thy  gracious  prefence,  O  my  God, 

My  every  with  contains  ; 
With  this,  beneath  afflictions  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

3  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  fcene  with  light } 
This  is  the  funfhine  of  the  foul, 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

4  My  Lord,  my  life,  O  cheer  my  heart 

Wi^h  thy  reviving  ray, 
And  bid  thefe  mournful  (hades  depart> 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day ! 

5  O  happy  fcenes  of  pure  delight ! 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  fight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

6  Her  part  in  thofe  fair  realms  of  blifs, 

My  fpirit  longs  to  know; 

My  wifhes  terminate  in  this,    ■ 

Nor  can  they  reit  below. 

7  Lord,  fhall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Afpire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art, 
I  fhall  for  ever  be. 


SICKNESS.  •  53,8, 

8  Then  fliall  my  cheerful  fpirit  ling 
Thedaikfome  hours  away, 
And  rile  on  faith's  expanded  wing 
To  everlafting  day. 

DXXXVIII.     C.  M.     Da.  Watts. 

Complaint  and  Hope  under  great  Pain* 

i   "If   ORD,  I  am  pain'd ;  but  I  refign 
■*-*   My  body  to  thy  will ; 
'Tis  grace,  'tis  wifdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feci. 

2  Dark  are  thy  ways  of  providence, 

While  they  who  love  thee  groan  : 
Thy  reafons  lie  conceal'd  from  fenfe, 
Myfterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  fpeak, 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Left  the  o'erburden'd  heart  mould  break. 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  Thefe  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears9 

Give  my  poor  fpirit  eafe  : 
While  every  groan  my  Father  heart, 
And  every  tear  he  fees. 

5  [How  (hall  1  glorify  my  God 

In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 
Damp'd  is  my  vigor,  while  this  clod 
Ha/igs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

O  Is  not  fome  fmiling  hour  at  hand 
With  peace  upon  its  winps  ? 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  fwift  command., 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 


539*  TIMES  AND   SEASONS. 

DXXXrX.     C.  M.     Leech. 

For  a  Time  of  general  Sicknefs. 

i    "pvEATH,  with  his  dread  eonimiffion  fcal'd, 
-*~^   Now  haftens  to  his  arms  ; 
In  awful  (late  he  takes  the  field, 
And  founds  his  dire  alarms. 

2  Attendant  plagues  around  him  /land, 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans  obey 
The  fignal  of  his  hand. 

3  With  cruel  force  he  fcatters  round 

His  (hafts  of  deadly  power  ; 
While  the  grave  waits  its  deftin'd  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour.- 

4  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endlefs  joy, 

Nor  let  your  fears  prevail ; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  (hall  fail. 

5  What  tho*  his  darts,  promifcuous  hurPd, 

Deal  fatal  plagues  around  ; 
And  heaps  of  putrid  carcafes 
O'erload  the  cumber'd  ground  ; 

6  The  arrows  that  mail  wound  your  fleffe, 

Were  given  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  feather'd  all  with  love. 

7  Thefe  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 

And  faints  lie  gafping  too  ; 
But  heavenly  ftrength  fupports  their  fouls, 
And  bears  them  conquerors  thro*. 


RECOVERY.  540,  541 

8  Joyful  they  ftretch  their  wings  abroad* 
And  all  in  triumph  rife 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God, 
And  maniions  in  the  flcies. 

DXL.     S.  M.     Beddomb. 
SubmjJJion  under  AffliSicn. 

1  T\OST  thou  my  profit  feek, 
*~*   And  chaften  as  a  friend? 

O  God j  I'll  kifs  the  fmarting  rod, 
There's  honey  at  the  end. 

2  Doft  thou  thro'  death's  dark  vale 
Conduct  to  heaven  at  lair.  I 

The  future  good  will  make  amends 
For  all  the  evil  pad. 

3        Lord.  I  would  not  repine 
At  ftrokes  in  mercy  fent-; 
If  the  chaftifement  comes  in  love, 
My  foul  fhall  be  content. 

DXLI.     L.  M.     W . 

Sicknefs  and  Recovery. 

1  A     WHILE  remain'd  the  doubtful  {Irife, 
J.  \.  'Till  Jefus  gave  me  back  my  life, 

My  life  ? — my  foul,  recali  the  word, 
'Tis  life  to  fee  thy  gracious  Lord, 

2  Why  inconvenient  now  to  die  ? 
Vile  unbelief,  O  tell  me  why  ? 
When  can  it  inconvenient  be, 

My  loving  Lord,  to  come  to  thee  ? 

3  He  faw  me  make  the  (port  of  hell, 
He  knew  the  tempter's  malice  well, 
And  when  my  foul  had  all  to  fear, 
Then  did  the  glorious  Sun  appear  ! 

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542.  TIMES   AND   SEASONS. 

4  O  blefs  him  ! — blefs,  ye  dying  faints, 
The  God  of  grace  when  nature  faints  ! 
He  fhew'd  my  fleiTi  the  gaping  grave, 
To  (hew  me  he  had  power  to  fave. 

DXLII.     CM.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Praife  for  Recovery  from  Sicknefs,  Pf.  cxviii.  l  8,  19. 

1  OOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
*^   In  every  chaftening  firoke  ; 

And,  while  I  fmart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  prefence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee  in  my  diflrefs  I  cried, 

And  thou  hall  bow'd  thine  ear ; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  falvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteoufnefs, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
I  may  record  my  folemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  fong. 

4  Praife  to  the  Lord,  whofe  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  laboring  breath  : 
Praife  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  My  Gody  hi  thine  appointed  hour 

Thofe  heavenly  gates  difplay, 
Where  pain  and  fin,  and  fear  and  death 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  blefsM, 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace, 
Jn  fweeter  (trains  (hall  foiyjd. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY.    545,  544. 

TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

DXLIIl.     L.  M.     Steele. 

The fhortnefs  of  Time  and  frailty  of  Man,  Pf.  xxxix. 

1  A  LMIG  HTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
'*■*'  Teach  me  the  meafure  of  my  days  ! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  e»ail  I  am, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  to  thy  praife. 

2  My  days  are  fhorter  than  a  fpan, 
A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  heft  is  dying  man  ! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears. 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noife,  and  fnow  ! 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind  ! 
He  heaps  up  trcafures  mi:;'d  with  woe  ; 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  O  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  ; 

My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 
Earth's  fleeting  treafjres  I  refign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 

DXLIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Wifdom  of  redeeming  Time,  Eph.  v.  15,  16. 

1  /""^  OD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

^-jr  Did  infant-Time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  flow  they  glide  away  : 
Steady  and  ftrong  the  current  flows, 
Loft  in  eternity's  wide  fea, 

The  boundlefs  galph,  from  whence  it  rofe. 


545.     •      TIME   AND  ETERNITY. 

3  With  it  the  thcughtlefs  Tons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  ftreams  are  borne, 
On  to  that  everlaMing  home, 
Whence  not  one  foul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet  while  the  ft  ore  on  either  fide 
Prefents  a  gaudy  flattering  mow, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lofb, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  fource  of  wife!     i,  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour; 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  meafure,  and  its  power. 

DXLV.     7s.     Ryland,  Junior. 

The  Saint  happy  in  being  entirely  at  the  Dlfpofal 

of  his  Gon. — My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand, 

Pfalm  xxxi.  15.  xxxiv.  1. 

1  C  OVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  fides, 
^   Ever  gracious,  ever  wife  ! 

Ail  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  His  decree,  who  form'd  the  earth, 
Fi^'d  my  nrft  and  fecond  birth  : 
Parents,  native-place,  and  time, 
All  appointed  were  by  him. 

3  He  that  form'd  me  in  the  womb, 
He  ihall  guide  me  to  the  tomb ; 
All  my  times  fhall  ever  be 
Order  d  by  his  wife  decree. 

4  Times  of  ficknefs,  times  of  health; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  : 
Times  o£  trial  and  of  grief; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief; 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY.  •  546* 

5  Times  *hc  tempter's  power  to  prove  } 
Times  to  taile  a  Saviour  s  love  ; 

All  mull  come,  and  lad,  and  end, 
As  fhall  pleafe  my  heavenly  friend. 

6  Plagues  and  deaths  around  me  iiy; 
Till  he  bids,  I  cannot  die  : 

Not  a  fmgle  fliaft  can  hit 
Till  the  God  of  love  fees  fit. 

7  O  thou  gracious,  wife  and  juft, 
In  thy  hands  my  life  I  truft  : 
Have  I  fomewhat  dearer  ftill  ? 
I  relign  it  to  thy  will. 

8  May  I  always  own  thy  hand — 
Still  to  the  furrender  (land  ; 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
I  and  mine  are  all  thy  own. 

9  Thee  at  all  times  will  I  blefs  ; 
Having  thee,  I  all  poffefs  : 
How  can  I  bereaved  be, 
Since  I  cannot  part  with  thee. 

DXLVL     CM.     Steele. 

Time  and  Eternity  1  or,  longing  after  unfecn  Plc.ifures, 
2  Cor.  iv.  1 8. 

1  TTOW  long  fliall  earth's  alluring  toys 
-*--*'  Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Regardlefs  of  immortal  joys, 

And  Grangers  to  the  ikies  ? 

2  Thefe  transient  f:enes  will  focn  decay, 

They  fade  upon  the  fight ; 
And  quickly  v/ili  their  brighter  day- 
Be  lo'f  in  endlefs  nlcht. 


547*  TIME   AND   ETERNITY. 

3  Their  brightefr  day,  alas,  how  vain  ! 

With  confeious  fighs  we  own  ; 
While  clouds  of  forrow,  care,  and  pain, 
O'erfliade  the  fmiling  noon. 

4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wifhes  fly 

Above  thefe  gloomy  (hades, 
To  thofe  bright  worlds  beyond  the  fky, 
Which  forrow  ne'er  invades. 

5  There  joys  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reafon's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  profpecls  rife, 
Unconfcious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ! 

With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine 

Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  fhall,  on  faith's  fublimefl  wing, 

Our  ardent  wifhes  rife 
To  thofe  bright  fcenes,  where  pleafures  fpring 
Immortal  in  the  fkies. 


DXLVIL       S.  M.       Dr.S.  S-TfcNNtTT. 


Divine  mercies  in  conjlant  Succeffion,  Lam.  iii.  2  2,  2 

i        Tl OW  various  and  how  new, 
■*■  -"-  Are  thy  companions  Lord! 
Each  morning  fhall  thy  mercy  mew 
Each  night  thy  truth  record. 

2        Thy  goodnefs,  like  the  fun, 
Dawn'd  on  our  early  d?.ys, 
Ere  infant-reafon  had  begun 
To  form  cur  lips  to  praife. 


TIME  AND   ETERNITY.  547, 

3  Each  object  we  beheld 
Gave  pleafure  to  our  eyes  : 

And  nature  a!!  our  fenfes  held 
In  bands  of  fweet  furprife. 

4  But  pleafures  more  reiln'd 
Awaited  that  blefsM  day 

When  light  arofe  upon  our  mind, 
And  chas'd  our  fins  away. 

5  Kow  new  thy  mercies  then  ! 
How  fovereign  and  how  free  ! 

Our  fouls  that  had  been  dead  in  fin. 
Were  made  alive  to  thee. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  we  expect  a  day 
Still  brighter  far  than  this, 

When  death  (hall  bear  our  fouls  away 
To  realms  of  light  and  blifs. 

7  There  rapturous  fcenes  of  joy 
Shall  burft  upon  our  fight : 

And  every  pain,  and  tear  and  figh, 
Be  drown'd  in  endlefs  night. 

8  Beneath  thy  balmy  wing, 
O  Sun  of  righteoufnefs, 

Our  happy  fouls  (hall  fit  and  fing 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

9  Nor  mail  that  radiant  day 
So  joyfully  begun, 

In  evening  fhadows  die  away, 
Beneath  the  fitting  fun. 

10  How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  companions,  Lord ! 

Eternity  thy  love  fhall  fhew, 
And  all  thy  truth  record. 


548,  549*    TIME   AND  ETERNITY". 
DXLVIIT.     L.  M. 

Eternity  jcyful  and  tremendous. 

1  pTERNITYisjuftathand: 

-*-J  And  mall  I  wafte  my  ebbing  fand, 
And  carelefs  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 

2  Eternity,  tremendous  found  ! 
To  guilty  fouls  a  dreadful  wound ; 
But  O  !   if  Chr'ijl  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  fweet  the  accents !  how  divine  ! 

3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
My  high  purfuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  intereft  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  feal'd  and  peace  with  God. 

4  But  mould  my  brighteft  hopes  be  vain, 
The  rifing  doubt,  how  fiiarp  its  pain  ! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God,  remove, 
Speak  me  an  objed  of  thy  love. 

5  Search,  Lord,  O  fearch  my  inmofl:  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
From  guilt  and  error  fet  me  free, 

And  guide  me  fafe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

DXLIX.     8.  8.  6.     Chatham  Tune. 
A  Prayer  for  Serioufnefsi  in  Prof  peel  of  Eternity. 

1   T^HOU  God  of  glorious  majefty  ! 
-*•    To  thee,  again  ft  myfelf,  to  thee, 

A  finful  worm,  1  cry: 
An  half-awakenM  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endlefs  blifs  or  pain, 
A  (inner  born  to  die. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY-.  549, 

2  Lo  !   on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  feas  I  Hand, 

Yet  how  infenfible  i 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or — fhuts  me  up  in  hell ! 

3  O  God,  my  inmoft  foul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  imprefs ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weight, 
And  fave  me  ere  it  be  too  late, 

Wake  me  to  righteoufnefs. 

4  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  (halt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  (hall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  bus'nefs  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  fure  ! 
Thine  utmoft:  counfel  to  fulfil, 
And  fuffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure  ! 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive 
Tranfported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  fv/eetly  loll  in  fight, 
And  hope,  in  full  fupreme  delight 

And  everlafting  love. 


$$0.  DEATH. 

DEATH. 

hh.     C.  M.     Canterbury  Tunc. 
Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Death  and  Eternity. 

1  TV/TY  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  Ikies* 
•**-■-  Go,  fearch  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies, 

And  owns  her  fovereign,  death. 

2  The  tyrant  how  he  triumphs  here*, 

His  trophies  fpread  around  ! 
And  heaps  of  dud  and  bones  appear 
Thro'  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  Thefe  fkulls,  what  ghaftly  figures  now  ! 

How  loathfcme  to  the  eyes ! 
Thefe  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  fo  wife. 

4  But  where  the  fouls,  thofe  deathlefs  things, 

That  left  their  dying  clay  ? 
My  thoughts,  now  ftretch  out  all  your  wings, 
And  trace  eternity ! 

5  O  that  unfathomable  fea  ! 

Thofe  deeps  without  a  fhore  ! 
Where  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6  There  we  fhall  fvvim  in  heavenly  blifs, 

Or  fink  in  flaming  waves, 
While  the  pale  carcafe  breathlefs  lies 
Among  the  f  lent  graves. 

*   Bnfchill- Fields. 


DEATH.  55I 

7  "  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right-hand, 
"  Then  com?  the  joyful  day, 
"  Come,  death,  and  fome  celeftial  band, 
"  To  bear  our  fouls  away." 


DLL      148th.     Tgplady's  Collection. 
The  Mulm«ht  Cry,  Matt.  x>:v.  6. 

"yE  virgin  fouls,  arife, 
-*-    With  all  the  dead  awake, 

Unto  falvation  wife, 

Oil  in  your  veffels  take  : 
Upftaning  at  the  midnight-cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  bridegroom  nigh. 

He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 

The  nations  to  his  bar, 

And  take  to  glory  all  v 

Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 
Make  ready  for  your  free  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord — 

Go,  meet  him  in  the  iky, 

Your  everlatling  friend  : 

Your  head  to  glorify, 

With  all  his  faints  afcend  : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  fee,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

Ye,  that  have  here  received 

The  uD&icra  from  above, 

And  in  bis  Spirit  liv'd, 

And  thirfted  for  his  love ; 
Jefus  (hall  claim  you  for  his  bride  ; 
Rejoice  with  all  the  fan&ify'd. 


55,2.  DEATH* 

5  Rejoice,  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
When  you  mall  be  caught  up 
To  (land  before  his  throne  ; 

Cail'd  to  partake  the  marriage-feafr, 
And  lean  on  our  Immanuers  breaftr 

6  The  everlafting  doors 
Shall  foon  the  faints  receive, 
Above  thofe  angel-powers 
T.n  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 

Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  fin, 
With  God  eternally  fhut  in. 

7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  found  ; 

To  fee  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  * 
Enrob'd  in  righteoufnefs  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  (hall  ever  mine. 

DLII.     C.  M. 

Vitlory  ever  Death  through  Christ,   I  Cor.  xv.  57. 

1  VICT  HEN  death  appears  before  my  fight 

*  *      In  all  his  dire  array, 

Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 

My  courage  dies  away. 

2  But  fee  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart, 
And  (O,  amazing  power  of  love!) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 


DEATH.  55$, 

4  No  more,  O  grim  deflroyer,  boafl 

Thy  univerfal  (way; 
To  heaven-born  fouls  thy  (ting  is  loft, 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  foul  to  thee^ 

Accept  the  facred  truft, 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  fleeping  duft : 

6  'Till  that  illuilrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  flints  (hall  rife, 
And  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  fides. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  fing 

The  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  ; 

8  O  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blifsful  throng 
Refound  falvation,  power,  and  praife, 
In  everlafting  fong. 


DLIIT.     CM.     Dr.Watts'sL 

The  welcome  Mejtenger, 

i    If"    ORD,  when  we  fee  a  faint  of  thine 
■*-i   Lie  gafping  out  his  breath, 
With  longing  eyes,  and  looks  divine, 
Smiling  and  pleas'd  in  death  ; 

2  How  we  could  e'en  contend  to  lay 
Our  limbs  upon  that  bed  ! 
We  afk  thine  envoy  to  convey 
Our  fpifits  in  his  (lead. 


YRIC: 


554-  DEATH. 

3  Our  fouls  are  rifing  on  the  wing, 

To  venture  in  his  place  ; 
For  when  grim  death  has  loft  his  (ling, 
He  has  an  angel's  face. 

4  Jefu5>  ^en  Purge  my  crimes  away, 

'Tis  guilt  creates  my  fears  ; 
'Tis  guilt  gives  death  his  fierce  array, 
And  all  the  arms  he  bears. 

5  O  !   if  my  threatening  fins  were  gone, 

And  death  had  loll  his  fling, 
I  could  invite  the  angel  on, 
And  chide  his  lazy  wing. 

6  Away  thefe  interpofing  days, 

And  let  the  lovers  meet ; 
The  angel  has  a  cold  embrace, 
But  kind,  and  foft,  and  fweet. 

7  I'd  leap  at  once  my  feventy  years, 

I'd  rufh  into  his  arms, 
And  lofe  my  breath,  and  all  my  cares, 
Amid  thofe  heavenlv  charms. 

8  Joyful  I'd  lay  this  body  down, 

And  leave  this  lifelefs  clay, 

Without  a  figh,  without  a  groan, 

And  ftretch  and  foar  away. 

DLIV.     L.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Defying  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ,  Phil.  i.  23. 

1    tT7"HIL'E  on  the  verge  of  life  I  (land, 
v     And  view  the  fcene  on  either  hand, 

My  fpirit  druggies  with  my  clay, 

And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 
z  Where  J>fus  dwells  my  foul  would  be  ; 

And  faints  my  much-lov'd  Lord  to  fee  ; 

Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 

For  'tis  far  better  to  derart. 


DEATH.  $$$. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilg-ims  homel 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jcfus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  blifsful  interview,  how  fweet  1 
To  fall  tranfported  at  his  feet ! 
Rais'd  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face, 
Thro'  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace  ! 

5  As  with  a  /graph's  voice  to  fing  ! 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing  ! 
Performing,  with  unwearied  hands, 
The  prefent  Saviour's  high  commands, 

6  Yet,  with  thefe  profpecls  full  in  fight, 
We'll  wait  thy  fignal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  fervice  we  purfue, 

We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 

DLV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

The  Prefer/ ce  of  God  worth  dying  for  ;   or,  the  Death 
of  Mofes,  Deut.  xxxii.  49,  50.  xxxiv.  5. 

1  T    ORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
"*-J  To  fee  thy  lovely  face, 

To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  fight, 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  fings  thy  name, 

With  rapture  on  his  tongue  ; 
Mofes  the  faint  enjoys  the  fame, 
And  heaven  repeats  the  fong. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  founds  thy  praife 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
Sweet  odors  of  exhaling  grace 
The  happy  region  fill. 


$$6.  DEATH. 

4  Thy  We,  a  Tea  without  a  more, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
O  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  fee  a  fmiling  God! 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  Iky, 

The  wondrous  prophet  try'd  ; 
"  Climb  up  the  mount,'*  fays  God,  "  and  die  :" 
The  prophet  climb'd  and  died. 

6  Softly  his  fainting  head  he  lay 

Upon  his  Maker's  bread ; 
His  Maker  kifs'd  his  foul  away, 
And  laid  his  flefh  to  reft. 

7  Shew  me  thy  face,  and  I'll  away 

From  all  inferior  things  ; 
Speak,  Lord,  and  here  I  quit  my  clay, 
And  ftretch  my  airy  wings. 

DLVI.     L.  M.     Dr.S.Stennett. 

Children  dying  in  their  Infancy,  in  the  arms  of  Jes-SJS, 
Matt.  xix.  14. 

1  THY  life  I  read,  my  dearefl  Lord, 

■*■    With  tranfport  all  divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinfcs  I  fee  a  thoufand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  fmiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  th.efe  lambs,"  faid  he, 

"  And  lay  them  in  my  bread  ; 
"  Protection  they  .(hall  rind  in  me. 
"  In  me  be  ever  bleft. 


DEATH.  557, 

l  "  Death  rrfty  the  bands  of  life  unloofe, 
"  But  can't  diiTblve  my  love: 
"  Millions  of  infant-fouls  compofe 
"  The  family  above. 

;  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  pow'r  mall  raife, 
"  And  mould  with  heavenly  flail  : 
"  I'll  give  them  tongues  to  fing  my  praife, 
"  And  hands  to  do  my  will." 

►  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  fliout  with  joys  divine, 
Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 

DLVII.     CM.     Canterbury  Tune.     Steels, 

At  the  Funeral  of  a  young  Per/on. 

"\T7HEN  blooming  youth  is  fhatch'd  away 

*  T     By  death's  refiftlefs  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  muft  demand. 

While  pity  prompts  the  rifing  figb, 

O  may  this  truth,   impreft 
With  awful  power, — I  too  mull  die,— < 

Sink  deep  in  every  breaft. 

Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb ! 
It  bids  us  feize  the  prefent  hour, 

To-morrow  death  may  come. 

.  The  voice  of  this  alarming  fcene 
.May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

i  m 


558.  DEATH. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jefus  fly, 

Whofe  powerful  arm  can  fave  ; 
Then  mall  our  hopes  afcend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  Cover eign  grace  impart, 

With  cleanfing,  healing  power ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  furprifing  hour. 

DLVIII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Comfort  for  pwus  Parents,  who  have  been  bereaved  of 
their  Children,  Ifaiah  lvi.  4,  5. 

i   X^E  mourning  faints,  whofe  dreaming  tears 
f~     Flow  o'er  your  children  dead» 
Say  not  in  tranfports  of  defpair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dud, 

In  fond  diftrefs  ye  lie, 
Rife  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 

3  Tho',  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  withered  trunks  ye  ftand, 
With  fairer  verdure  mail  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  th*  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,"  faith  the  Lord% 

"  In  my  own  houfe  a  place ; 
"  No  names  of  daughters  and  of  fons 
"  Could  yield  fo  high  a  grace. 

5  "  Tranfient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"  A  rifing  race  can  give  ; 
"  In  endlefs  honor  and  delight 
"  My  children  all  (hall  live." 


DEATH.  559. 

6  We  welcome,  Lord,  thofe  rifing  tears, 
Thro'  which  thy  face  we  fee, 
And  blefs  thofe  wounds,  which  thro'  our  hearts 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

DLIX,     L.  M.     Fawcett. 

The  Death  of  the  Sinner  and  the  Saint. 

1  "VT7HAT  fcenes  of  horror  and  of  dread, 

*  *     Await  the  finner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  fight, 
Prefages  of  eternal  night. 

2  His  fins  in  dreadful  order  rife, 
And  fill  his  foul  with  fad  furprife  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunder  duns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  diftract  his  breaft, 
Where'er  he  turns,  he  finds  no  reft  : 
Death  ftrikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries, 
And,  m  defpair  and  horror,  dies. 

4  Not  fo  the  heir  of  heavenly  blifs  ; 
His  foul  is  fill'd  with  confcious  peace ; 
A  Heady  faith  fubdues  his  fear  ; 

He  fees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  ferene, 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  feen  ; 
His  Saviour's  fmile  difpels  the  gloom, 
And  fmooths  his  pafTage  to  the  tomb. 

6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  fincere, 
My  judgment  found,  my  confcience  clear  ; 
And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  part, 

May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  laft. 
3  M  2 


560,56*.-  DEATH. 

DLX.      104th. 
On  the  Death  of  a  Believer. 

\   ['"ITS  fmim'd,  'tis  done!   the" fpirit  is  fled, 

-**    Our  brother  is  gone,  the  chridian  is  dead; 
The  chriftian  is  living  in  Jefus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  above. 

2  Ail  honor  and  praife  are  Jefus's  due  ; 
Supported  by  grace,  he  fought  his  way  thro' : 
Triumphantly  glorious,  thro'  Jefus's  zeal, 

And  more  than  victorious  o'er  fin,  death  and  hell.  J 

3  *  Then  let  us  record  the  conquering  name, 
Our  Captain  and  Lord,  with  fh outings  proclaim ; 
Who  truft  in  his  pafTion,  and  follow  their  head, 
To  certain  falvation,  fhall  furely  be  led. 

4  O  Jefus*  ^eac^  on  tny  niilitant  care, 

And  give  us  the  crown  of  righteoufnefs  there  ; 
Where  dazzling  with  glory,  the  feraphim  gaze, 
Or  proftrate  adore  thee  in  filence  of  praife. 

5  Within  us  difplay  thy  love,  when  we  die, 
And  bear  us  away  to  manfions  on  high : 
^'he  kingdom  be  given,  of  glory  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

DLXI.     S.  M.     Toplady's  Collection. 

Preparation  for  Death,  Matt.  xxiv.  44. 

1        Y)  REP  A  RE  me,  gracious  God, 
■*■     To  ftand  before  thy  face  ; 
Thy  Spirit  muft  the  work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

*  If  the  laft  three  verfes  of  this  Hymn  be  fung  alone,  Ehcfl 
fcegin  verfe  the  third,  thus, 

New  let  us  record  the  conquering  name. 


DEATH.  ?62. 

•j 

1        In  Chrift's  obedience  cloche, 
And  warn  me  in  his  blood  : 
So  (hill  I  lift  my  head  with  joy. 
Among  the  fons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  fins  fubdue, 

Thy  fovereign  love  make  known  ; 
The  fpii  it  of  my  mind  renew, 
And  fave  me  in  thy  Son. 

4  Let  me  attefl  thy  power, 

Let  me  thy  goodnefs  prove,  * 

'Till  my  full  foul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlafting  love. 

DLXII.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge.. 
Departed  Saints  ajleep,  Mark  v.  39.  l  ThefT.  iv.  13 

1  «  VI7 HY  flow  thefe  torrents  of  diftrefs  ?" 

^  *      (The  gentle  Saviour  cries) 
"  Why  ajre  my  fieeping  faints  farvey'd 
*'  With  unbelieving  eyes  ? 

2  "  Death's  feeble  arm  mall  never  boaft, 

"  A  friend  of  Chrtft  is  flain  ; 
u  Nor  o'er  their  meaner  part  in  duft 
"  A  lading  power  retain. 

3  M  I  come,  on  wings  of  love  I  come, 

"  The  (lumberers  to  awake  j 
*;  My  voice  fhall  reach  the  deepeft  tomb, 
a  And  all  its  bounds  ihall  break. 

4  "  Touch'd  by  my  hand,  in  fmiles  they  rife ; 

"  They  rife,  to  fleep  rio  more  ; 
*•  But  rob'd  with  light,  and  crown'd  with  joy, 
**  To  endlefs  day  they  foar." 

5  jtfus,  our  faith  receives  thv  word; 

And,  tho'  fond  nature  weep, 
Grace  learns  to  hail  the  pious  dead, 
And  emulate  their  fleep. 


$6$.  DEATH. 

6  Our  willing  fouls  thy  fummons  wait 
With  them  to  reft  and  praife  ; 
So  let  thy  much-lov'd  prefence  cheer 
Thefe  feparating  days. 

DLXIlI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Suhmifficn  under  bereaving  Providences,  Pfalna  xlvi.  10= 

1  T)E  ACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
*     That  blafts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  vifage  once  fo  dear, 

And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

2  'Tis  he,  the  potentate  fupreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, 
Whofe  fteady  counfels  wifely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpofe  move. 

3  'Tis  he,  whofe  juftice  might  demand 

Our  fouls  a  facrifice ; 
Yet  fcatters  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thoufand  rich  fupplies. 

4  Our  covenant  God  and  father  he 

In  Chrijl  our  bleeding  Lord; 
Whofe  grace  can  heal  the  burfling  heart 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  blifs 

He  weaves  for  every  brow  ; 

And  (hall  rebellious  paffions  rife, 

When  he  corrects  us  now ! 

6  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 

We  kifs  the  fcourging  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  thy  fupreme  command. 


DEATH.  564,  $6$. 

DLXIV.     L.  M.     S— . 

Satisfaction  In  God  under  the  Lofs  of  dear  Friends. 

\   THE  God  of  love  will  fure  indulge 
■*-     The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  ugh, 
When  righteous  perfons  fall  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious  murmuring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  paflions  blend ; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  almighty  ever-living  friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 
Our  feeble  flefh  and  heart  may  fail ; 
Yet  mail  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4.  Parent  and  huiband,  guard  and  guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  cad  our  every  caro, 
And  comfort  feek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 
Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  friend  j 
And  on  thy  covenant-love  and  truth, 
Our  finking  fouls  (hall  ftill  depend. 

DLXV.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  all,  Heb.  ix.  27. 

1  TTEAVEN  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree, 
"•■J"  That  Adam's  race  mud  die  : 

One  general  ruin  fweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dufl  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  furvey, 

Where  you  mud  quickly  dwell ; 
Hark  how  the  awful  fumraons  founds 
In  every  funeral  knell ! 


$66.  DEATH. 

3  Once  you  mud  die,  and  once  for  all 

The  folemn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  know,  that  heaven  or  hell  attend 
On  that  important  day. 

4  Thofe  eyes,  To  long  in  darknefs  veil'd, 

Muft  wake,  the  judge  to  fee, 
And  every  word  and  every  thought 
Muft  pafs  his  fcrutiny. 

5  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  friend, 
And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death* 
With  all  his  faints  afcend. 


DLXVI.     C.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Comfort  under  (be  Lofs  of  M'mtflers. 

i    VfOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
T™    And  all  our  tears  be  dry; 
Why  fhould  thofe  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death. 

Does  God's  own  houfe  invade  ? 
What  tho'  the  prophet  and  the  prieft 
Be  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 

3  Tho*  earthly  (liepherds  dwell  in  duft, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye  in  darknefs  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  inftruclive  tongue  : 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  dill  furvives 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  (till  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  feeart. 


DEATH.  $6j, 

5  il  Lo,  I  am  with  you,"   faith  the  Lore?, 
"  My  church  fliali  fafe  abide  ; 
"  For  I  will  ne'er  forfake  my  own, 
"  Whofe  fouls  in  me  confide." 

<S  Thro*  every  fcene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promife  is  our  trufl ; 
And  this  (hall  be  our  children's  fong, 
When  we  are  cold  in  duft. 


DLXVII.     8.  7.  4.    Jordan  Tune, 


The  Grave;  or,  Christ  a  Guide  through  Death  to 
Glory. 

1  OUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah! 
^-*   Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land ; 

I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  ; 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  cryftal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  dreams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  thro* : 
Strong  deliverer, 
Be  thou  (till  my  (trength  and  mield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  fubfide; 
Death  of  deaths,  and  hell's  deduction, 

Land  me  fafe  on  Canaan's  fide: 
Songs  of  praifes, 
I  will  ever  give  to  t.iee. 

X    N 


568.  THK   RESURRECTION 

THE  RESURECTION  OF  THE 
BODY. 

DLXVTIL     CM.     Carolina  Tunc. 

The  Bodies  cf  the  Saints  quickened  and  raifed  ly  the 
Spirity  Rom.  viii.  1 1. 

i   \T7HY  faould  our  murmuring  thoughts  delight 
*  *      To  grovel  in  the  duft  ? 
Or  why  mould  {[reams  of  tears  unite 
Around  th*  expiring  juft? 

2  Did  not  the  Lord  our  Saviour  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 

Did  not  our  Lord  afcend  on  high* 

And  prove  his  power  to  fave  ? 

3  Doth  not  the  facred  Spirit  come, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  faints? 
And  mould  the  temples  of  his  grace 
Refound  with  long  complaints  ? 

4  Awake,  my  foul,  and  like  the  fun 

Burft  thro*  each  fable  cloud  ; 
And  thou,  my  voice,  tho'  broke  with  fighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  fongs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit- rais'd  my  Saviour  up, 

When  he  had  bled  for  me  ; 
And,  fpite  of  death  and  hell,  mail  raife 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 

6  Awake,  ye  faints,  that  dwell  in  dufl0 

Your  hymns  of  victory  fing  ; 
And  let  his  dying  fervants  truft 
Their  ever-living  Kirn,. 


OF  THE  BODY*  569, 

DLXtX.     CM.     Dr.  Watts'*  Lyric. 

A  ProfpeB  nf  the  RefurreBion. 

1   TTOW  long  (hall  death  the  tyrant  reign, 
■*■  *   And  triumph  o'er  the  jufl ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  flain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dult  ? 

1  Lo,  I  behold  the  fcatter'd  fhades, 
The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  fweet  immortal  morning  fpreads 
Its  blufhes  round  the  fpheres. 

3  I  fee  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around; 
The  fides  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  makes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Te  dead,  anfeP' 

And  lo  the  graves  obey : 
And  waking  faints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  th'  expected  day, 

5  They  leave  the  dufr,  and  on  the  wing 

Rife  to  the  midway-air, 
,  In  mining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

6  O  may  our  humble  fpirits  ftand 

Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
The  meaneft  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rife, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  fkies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 
^   N    2 


57°?  57  f'  JUDGMENT. 

THE  DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

DLXX.     L.  M.     Angels  Hymn  Tune. 
President  Davies. 

Shiners  and  Saints  in  the  Wreck  of  Nature* 
Ifaiah  xxiv.  :B — 20. 

1   XTOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God 
*•*    Who  fhakes  creation  with  his  nod? 
He  frowns — earth,  fea,  all  nature's  frame 
Sink  in  one  uaiverfal  flame. 

z  Where  now,  O  where  mall  finners  feek 
For  ihelter  in  the  general  wreck  ? 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  I 
See  rocks,  like  {how,  diftblving  down. 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry ; 
In  kkes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie  ; 
There  on  the  flaming  billows  toft, 
For  ever — O  for  ever  loft. 

4  But  faints  undaunted  and  ferene 

Your  eyes  (hall  view  the  dreadful  fcene  ;- 
Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  Ikies  diftblve  in  fire. 

5  jfefus,  the  helplefs  creature's  friend, 
To  thee  my  ail  I  dare  commend; 
Thou  canft  preferve  my  feeble  foul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

DLXXI.     L.  M. 

The  Books  opened^   Rev.  xx.  1 2. 
1    \M  ETHINKS  the  laft  great  day  is  come, 
1VX  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  found 
That  (hakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prifojjers  under  ground. 


JUDGMENT.  574, 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  truft, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  fmall  and  great  now  quit  their  du(t, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  ftand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  difplay'd, 
Big  with  the  important  fates  of  men  : 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  Heaven's  unerring  pen. 

if.  To  every  foul,  the  books  aflign 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine, 
No  pleas  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  thefe  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  foul  approve : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

DLXXII.     S.  M.    Dr.  Doddridgs. 

The  Final  Sentence  and  Mifcry  of  the  V/lclsdr 
Matt.  xxv.  41. 

1  A  ND  will  the  Judge  defcend  r* 
•^  ■*•  And  mu(t  the  dead  arife  ? 

And  not  a  fingle  foul  efcape 
His  all-difcerning  eyes  ? 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  fentence  found  ; 

And  thro'  the  numerous  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  defpair  around  ? 

5        "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
"  To  everJafting  flame, 
M  For  rebel  angels  fir  ft  prepar'd, 
**  Where  mercv  never  came." 


SJTj*  JUDGMENT. 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day  : 

When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
AftoninYd-  fhrink  away  r* 

5  ,    But  ere  that  trumpet  (hakes 

The  manfions  of  the  dead  ; 
Hark,  from  the  gofpel's  cheering  found, 
What  joyful  tidings  fpread  ! 

6  Ye  finners  feek  his  grace, 
Whofe  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 

Fly  to  the  fhelter  of  his  crofs, 
And  find  falvation  there. 

7  So  fhall  that  curfe  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  laft  awful  day  fhall  pour 
His  blemngs  on  your  head. 

DLXXLII.     CM,     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Final  Sentence,  and  Happinefs  of  the  Righteous  9 
Matt.  xxv.  34. 

1  A  TTEND,  my  ear ;  my  heart,  rejoice, 
J-  a.  Wrnle  Jefus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hods, 

Makes  his  laft  fentence  known. 

2  When  finners,  curfed  from  his  face, 

To  raging  flames  are  driven ; 
His  voice,  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  faints  to  heaven. 

3  "  Blefs'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near,- 

"  Receive  the  great  reward ; 
*'•  And  life,   with  raptures  to  poffcfs 
41  The  kingdom  love  prepar'd. 


JUDGMENT.  $J4.a 

4  H  Ere  earth's  foundations  firtl  were  laid, 

"  His  fovereign  purpofe  wrought, 
"  And  rear'd  thofe  palaces  divine, 
"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  (hall  you  reign  unnumber'd  years, 

"  Protecled  by  my  power  ; 
"  While  fin  and  death,  and  pains  and  cares, 
"  Shall  vex  your  fouls  no  more." 

6  Come,  dear  majeftic  Saviour,  come, 

This  jubilee  proclaim  ; 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  praife 
So  great,  fo  dear  a  name. 

DLXXIV.     L.  M.     Dr.  Watts's  Lyric. 

Comey  Lord  Jesus. 

i   TX7HEN  fnall  thy  lovely  face  be  feen  ? 
*  *      When  (hall  our  eyes  behold  our  God? 
What  lengths  of  diftance  lie  between, 
And  hills  of  guilt  ?  A  heavy  load  ! 

2  Our  months  are  ages  of  delay, 
And  (lowly. every  minute  wears  : 
Fly,  winged  time,  and  roll  away 
Thefe  tedious  rounds  of  fluggifti  years. 

3  Ye  heavenly  gates,  Ioofe  all  your  chains. 
Let  the  eternal  pillars  bow  ; 

Bleft  Saviour,  cleave  the  (tarry  plains, 
And  make  the  cryftal  mountains  flow. 

4  Hark,  how  thy  faints  unite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wait  the  general  doom;: 
Come,  thou,  the  foul  of  all  our  joys, 
Thou,  the  defire  of  nations,  come. 


575'  JUDGMENT. 

5  Put  thy  bright  robes  of  triumph  on, 
And  blefs  our  eyes,  and  blefs  our  ears, 
Thou  abfent  love,  thou  dear  unknown, 
Thou  falrejl  of  ten  thouf and  fairs. 

DLXXV.     8.  7.  4.     Weftbury  Tunc, 

Lo,  he  cometh* 

1   T   O!  He  cometh !  countlefs  trumpets 
■*-i  Blow  to  raife  the  fleeping  dead  j 
Midfl  ten  thoufand  faints  and  angels 

See  their  great  exalted  Head: 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  Son  of  God. 

z  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers, 

Thro'  th*  eternal  deep  refounds  ; 

Now  refplendent  mine  his  nail-prints, 
Every  eye  fhall  fee  his  wounds  : 

They  who  pierc'd  him 

Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expection, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear : 
Truth  and  juftice  go  before  him, 

Now  the  joyful  fentence  hear. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  Judge  divine. 

4  «  Come,  ye  blefTed  of  my  Father, 

"  Enter  into  life  and  joy; 
€(  Baniih  all  your  fears  and  forrows, 

"  Endlefs  praife  be  your  employ." 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  fkies. 


JUDGMENT.  $j6, 

Now  at  once  they  rife  to  glory, 

Jefus  brings  them  to  the  King  ; 
There,  with  all  the  hoits  of  heaven, 

They  eternal  anthems  fing  : 
Hallelujah, 
Boundleis  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

DLXXVI.    8.  7.  4.    Helmfley  Tune. 

Judgment,  Rev.  i.  7.  vi.  14 — 17.  xxii.  17,  20. 

f"   01  he  comes  with  clouds  defcending, 
J-J   Once  for  favor'd  fmners  flain  ! 
Thoufand  thoufand  faints  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 
Hallelujah, 
Jefus  now  {hall  ever  reign. 

Every  eye  fhall  now  behold  him 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ; 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  Meffiah  fee. 

Every  ifland,  fea,  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth  {hali  flee  away : 
All  who  hate  him  rauft,  confounded, 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 

Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  folemn  pomp  appear ! 
All  his  faints,  by  man  rejected, 

Now  fhall  meet  him  in  the  air ! 
Hallelujah! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 

3° 


577*    *  JUDGMENT. 

5  Anfwer  thine  own  bride  and  Spirit, 

Haften,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 
The  new  heaven  and  eatth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  : 
All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come  ! 

6  Yea  !  Amen  !   let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  exalted  throne ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory : 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own  ! 
O  come  quickly, 
Hallelujah  !  come,  Lord,  come  ! 

DLXXVII.  8.7.4.  Painfwick  Tune.  Newtok. 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

1  ~P\  AY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
*~*  Hark,  the  trumpet's  awful  found, 
Louder  than  a  thoufand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vaft  creation  round  ! 
How  the  fummons 
Will  the  finner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  weariug, 

Cloth'd  in  majefry  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  fhall  fay,  «  This  God  is  mine  !*• 
Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine  ! 

3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rife  to  life  from  earth  and  fea : 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  maken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  ; 
Carelefs  finner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  r? 


JUDGMENT.  578. 

4  Horrors  paft  imagination, 

Will  furprife  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"  Hence,  accurfed  wretch,  depart ! 
u  Thou  with  fatan 
"  And  his  angels,  have  thy  part  \n 

5  But  to  thofe  who  have  confefTed, 

Lov'd  and  ferv'd  the  Lord  below ; 
He  will  fay,  "  Come  near,  ye  bleffsd, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  beftow : 
"  You  for  ever 
"  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

6  Under  forrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raife  ! 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 

Sighs  (hall  then  be  chang'd  to  praife : 
May  we  triumph 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 


DLXXVIIL     C.  M.     Dr.  S.  Stennett. 


The  Loft  Judgment. 


1  "  XJE  comes !  he  comes  !  to  judge  the  world," 
*  ■"■  Aloud  th'  archangel  cries : 
While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  light'nings  cleave  the  fkies. 

a  Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  found, 
And  upward  lift  their  eyes  : 
The  flumb'ring  tenants  of  the  ground- 


In  living  armies  rife. 


0  Z 


578.  JUDGMENT. 

3  Amid  the  fliouts  of  numerous  friends, 

Of  hofts  divinely  bright, 
The  Judge  in  folemn  pomp  defcends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  fnow, 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame, 
A  radiant  crown  adorns  his  brow/ 
And  J  ejus  is  his  name. 

5  Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 

And  fears  his  vicVries  tell : 
Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  Conqu'ror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell. 

6  So  he  afcends  the  judgment-feat, 

And  at  his  dread  command, 
Myriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet 
In  folemn  filence  (land. 

7  Princes  and  peafants  here  expect 

Their  laft,  their  righteous  doom  ; 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dar'd  prefume. 

8  "  Depart,  ye  fons  of  vice  and  fin," 

The  injar'd  jfefus  cries, 
While  the  long-kindling  wrath  within 
Flames  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  fwect, 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 
Aloud  his  facred  lips  repeat 
The  fentence  of  his  grace  : 

io  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  fons, 
"  The  children  of  my  love  ; 
<{  Receive  the  fceptres,  crowns  and  thrones- 
M  Prepar'd  for  you  above." 


JUDGMENT.  579, 

DLXXIX.     8.8.6.     Chatham  Tune. 

Longing  for  a  Place  at  the  Right  Hand  of  the 
Judge. 

VTTHEN  thou  my  righteous  Judge  malt  come 
*  *     To  fetch  thy  ranfom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  ftand? 
Shall  fuch  a  worthlefs  worm  as  I, 
Who  fometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand. 

I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Tho'  vilefr  of  them  all ; 
But  can  T  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? 
What  if  my  name  mould  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  (halt  call ! 

Prevent  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 

Be  thou,  dear  Lordy  my  hiding  place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day : 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  ft  ill  my  unbelieving  fear  ; 

Nor  let  me  fall  I  pray. 

Let  me  among  thy  faints  be  found, 
Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  mall  found, 

To  fee  thy  fmiling  face  ; 
Then  loudeil  of  the  crowd  I'll  fing, 
While  heaven's  refounding  manfions  ring 

With  fhouts  of  fovcreign  grace. 


5&0.  HELL. 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

DLXXX.     C.  M.     R*land  Junior. 
Hell,  the  Sinner's  own  Place,  A<fb  i.  25. 

T   ORD,  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom8 
•*-J  To  "  his  own  place  confignM," 
What  holy  fear,  and  humble  hope 
Alternate  fill  my  mind  ! 

Traitor  to  thee  I  too  have  been, 

But  fav'd  by  matchlefs  grace, 
Or  elfe  the  lowed,  hotteft  hell 

Had  furely  been  my  place. 

Thither  I  was  by  law  adjudg'd, 

And  thitherward  rufh'd  on  ; 
And  there  in  my  eternal  doom 

Thy  juftice  might  have  fhone. 

But  lo  !   (what  wondrous  matchlefs  lore  ! ) 

I  call  a  place  my  own 
On  earth  within  the  gofpel  found 

And  at  thy  gracious  throne. 

A  place  is  mine  among  thy  faints, 

A  place  at  Jefu9s  feet, 
And  I  expect  in  heaven  a  place 

Where  faints  and  angels  meet. 

Bleft  Lamb  of  God,  thy  fovereign  grace 

To  all  around  I'd  tell, 
Which  made  a  place  in  glory  mine, 

Whofe  juft  defert  was  hell. 


HELL.'  581,582. 

DLXXXI.     L.  M.     Sheffield  Tune. 

1  C  INNER,  O  why  fo  thouglulefs  grown  ? 
^  Why  in  fuch  dreadful  hafte  to  die  ; 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown, 
Heedkfs  againft  thy  God  to  ily  > 

2  Wilt  thou  defpife  eternal  fate, 
Urg'd  on  by  fin's  fantaftic  dreams, 
Madly  attempt  th*  infernal  gate, 
And  force  thy  paffage  to  the  flames  I 

3  Stay,  firmer,  on  the  gofpel  plains, 
Behold  the  Godot  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
For  ever  telling,  yet  untold. 

DLXXXII.     L.  M.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  Rich  Man  and  Lazarus ',  Luke  xvi.  2  J. 

1  TN  what  confufion  earth  appears, 

■*■    God's  dearefl:  children  bath'd  in  tears ; 
WThile  they,  who  heaven  itfelf  deride, 
Riot  in  luxury  and  pride. 

2  But  patient  let  my  foul  attend, 
And,  ere  T  cenfure,  view  the  end ; 
That  end,  how  different,  who  can  tell  ? 
The  wide  extremes  of  heaven  and  hell. 

3  See  the  red  flames  around  him  twine, 
Who  did  in  gold  and  purple  fhine  ! 
Nor  can  his  tongue  one  drop  obtain 
T'  allay  the  fcorching  of  his  pain. 

4  While  round  the  faint,  fo  poor  below, 
Full  rivers  of  falvation  flow  ; 

On  Abram's  breaft  he  leans  his  head, 
And  banquets  on  celeftial  bread. 


$%3.  HEAVEN. 

5  Jefus,  my  Saviour,  let  me  mare 
The  meaneft  of  thy  fervants  fare  ; 
May  I  at  laft  approach  to  tafle 
The  bleffings  of  thy  marriage-feafl. 

DLXXXIII.     C.  M.     Steele. 


The  Joys  of  Heaven, 

/^OME  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
^*   Infpire  each  lifelefs  tongue  ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  fong. 

Sorrow,  and  pain,  and  every  care, 

And  difcord  there  (hall  ceafe ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  fincere 

Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

The  foul,  from  fin  for  ever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 
But,  cloth'd  in  fpotlefs  purity, 

Redeeming  love  adore. 

There  on  a  throne,  (how  dazzling  bright !) 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  (nines  ; 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 

On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

There  fhall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  fongs  ; 
And  endlefs  honors  to  his  name 

Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praife  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  infpire  ; 
'Till,  in  thy  blifsful  courts  above, 

We  join  th*  angelic  choir. 


HEAVEN.  584. 

BLXXXIV.     C.  M.     Cambridge  New  Tun:. 
Dr.  S.  Stennett. 

The prom'ijed  Land* 

1  |^\N  Jordaq's  (lormy  banks  I  ftand, 
^^   And  cart  a  wifhful  eye, 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
"Where  my  poffemons  lie. 

2  0  the  tranfporting,  rapturous  fcefte. 

That  rifes  to  my  fight ! 
Sweet  fields  array 'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow : 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  thofe  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There  God  the  Sun  for  ever  reigns, 
And  fcatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poifonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  more  : 
Sicknefs,  and  forrow.  pain  and  death 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  fhall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blefl  ? 
When  fhall  I  fee  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bofom  red  ? 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  foul 

Can  here  no  longer  fray : 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearlefs  I'd  launch  away. 
1  P 


585.  IH.AVKN. 

DLXXXV.   50th.  Chariton  Tane.  J.  Straphan. 


I    (p\N  wings  of  faith,  mount  up  my  foul  and  rife, 

^S    View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  fides  : 
Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can  tell, 
What  endlefs  pleafures  in  thofe  manfions  dwell : 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  fin  and  death  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

No  gnawing  grief,  no  fad  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  bled  country  can  admiffion  gain  ; 
No  forrow,  there,  no  foul-tormenting  fear, 
For  GoJ's  own  hand  fhall  wipe  the  falling  tear. 
Here,  our  Redeemer  lives,  Sec. 

3  Before  the  throve  a  cryflal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  fides : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  life  majelHc  rears 

Its  blooming  head,  and  fovereign  virtue  bears. 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

4  No  riling  fun  his  neediefs  beams  difplays, 
No  fickly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays  : 
The  Godhead  here  celelHal  glory  fheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  fpreads. 

Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

5  One  didant  glimpfe  my  eager  paflion  fires ! 
Jefus,  to  thee,  my  longing  foul  afpires  ! 
When  fhall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive, 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to  live  i' 

For  here  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  fin  and  death  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 


HEAVEN.  586,587, 

DLXXXVI.     P.  M. 

Departing  fight  of  the  Happy  Spirit. 
Y7ITAL  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  ; 
*     Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  blifs  of  dying  ! 
Ceafe,  fond  nature,  ceafe  thy  ftrife, 
And  let  me  languifh  into  life. 

Hark  i   they  whifper  ;  angels  fay, 
Sifter  fpirit,  come  away  : 
What  is  this  abforbs  me  quite  ? 
Steals  my  fenfes,  (huts  my  fight ; 
Drowns  my  fpirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  foul,  can  this  be  death  ? 
The  world  recedes  ;  it  difappears  ; 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  !   my  ears 

With  founds  feraphic  ring  ; 
Lend,  lend  your  wings,  T  mount,  I  fly, 
O  grave  !   where  is  thy  victory? 
O  death  !    where  is  thy  fting  ? 

DLXXXVII.     L.  M.     Steele. 

The  Worfilp  of  Heaven,  John  xvii.  24, 

1  f\   For  a  fweet,  infpiring  ray, 
^-*   To  animate  cur  feeble  drains, 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day, 
The  blifsful  realms,  where  Jefus  reigns  ! 

2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 
Adoring  faints  and  angels  fall ; 

And  with  delightful  worihip  own 

His  fmile  their  blifs,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 
While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rife, 

And  love,  ancj  joy,  and  triumph  fpread 
Thro*  all  ih.'  aflemblies  of  the  ikies. 
1   P  2 


$&S.  HEAV£N. 

4  He  fmiles,  and  feraphs  tune  their  fongv 
To  boundlefs  rapture  while  they  gaze  'y 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  joyful  tongues 
Refound  his  everlafting  praife. 

5  There  all  the  favorites  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  join  at  laft  the  heavenly  choir  j 
O  may  the  joy-infpiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  defire  i 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Spirit  feal 
Our  intereft "in  that  blifsful  place  ; 
'Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil,, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 


DLXXXVIII.     CM.     ElimTune. 

The  everlaftmg  Song. 

i   Tj1  ARTH  has  engrofs'd  my  love  too  long. 
-"^     'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  (Ides. 

2  There  the  bleft  Man  my  Saviour  fits; 

The  Go^ how  bright  he  mines  ! 
And  fcatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs  with  elevated  drains, 

Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  Harry  plains', 
With  an  immortal  found. 

4  Jefusy  the  Lcrd,  their  harps  employs; 

jfefus,  my  love,  they  ting: 
Jefus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  fweetfrom  every  firing,. 


HEAVEN.  58SV 

5  [Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  time  and  fpace  they  run  ; 
And  echo  in  majeftic  founds 
The  Godhead  of  the  Son! 

6  And  now  they  fink  the  lofty  tune. 

And  gentler  notes  they  play  ; 
And  bring  the  Father's  equal  dovvrr 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  facred  beauties  of  the  Man! 

( The  God  refides  within  : ) 
His  flefh.  all  pure  without  a  ftain  ; 
His  foul  without  a  fin  : 

8  But,  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 

Silent  their  harps  abide  : 
Sufpended  fongs,  a  moment,  mourn 
The  God  that  lov'd  and  dy'd. 

9  Then,  all  at  once,  to  living  (trains 

They  fummon  every  chord  : 
Tell  how  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rifing  Lord.~] 

io  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  fong, 
And  be  an  angel  too  ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

1 1  I  would  begin  the  mufic  here, 

And  fo  my  foul  mould  rife  : 
0  for  fome  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  paflions  to  the  fkies  ! 

12  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  {It: 

There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones*  or  at  your  feet* 
So  1  mi<?ht  fee  his  face. 


589 93.  DOXOLOGIES, 


DLXXXIX.     7s. 

(~*  LORY  to  the  Father's  name, 
^-^  Jef^s  excellence  proclaim, 
Sing  the  blefied  Spirit's  praife, 
Angels  fwell  the  notes  we  raife. 

DXC.     1 1 2th. 
pRAISE  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
-*•     Ye  furPring  and  triumphant  holt ; 
One  God,  in  perfons  three  adore, 

The  fame  in  majefty  and  pow'r  : 
Shout  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife 
Ye  fons  of  glory  and  of  grace. 

DXCI.     8.  7.  4. 
O  LORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
^-*"  Glory  to  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praifes, 
Join  the  elders  round  throne  : 
Hallelujah, 
Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One  ! 

DXCIL     148th. 

/^  IVE  to  the  Father  praife, 

^^  Give  giory  to  the  Son  ; 

And  to  the  Holy  Ghoft, 

Be  equal  honor  done  : 
Our  mercies  thee  their  author  claim, 
All  honor  to  th'  eternal  name. 

DXCI1I. 
HPO  God  the  great  Father  be  praife, 
-*-■     All  glory  to  Jefus  the  Son  ; 

And  to  the  bleil  Spirit  of  peace, 
Let  honors  coequal  be  done. 


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310 

18  20 

359 

1 1 

4 

216 

19   14 

556 

J3 

9 

379 

20  28 

'33 

14 

4 

86 

21   13 

406 

IS  mos 

3 

1- 

-6 

528 

24  44 

561 

Ivlicah 

6 

6- 

-8 

83 

25     6 

5$i 

7 

18 

85 

25   34 

573 

Nah. 

1 

7 

12, 

198 

25  40 

433 

Hab. 

3 

I"7i 

18 

286 

25  4i 

572 

Hag. 

2 

7 

164 

26  41 

320 

2 

9 

1*5 

28     2 

142 

Zech. 

4 

7 

43  * 

2S     5,6 

144 

9 

1  2 

J9" 

28   19 

454 

*3 

1 

l68 

,169 

Mark 

1     9 

442 

Mai. 

3 

1 

184 

5  39 

562 

3 

16, 

17 

423 

8  34 

281 

Matt. 

1 

23 

174 

8  36 

401 

3 

*5 

444 

3 

o. 

8  38 

28a 

A  TABLE 

Book     Ch.     Vcr. 

Page  Book 

Ch.    Ver. 

Pa?e 

Mark       9   24 

2 19  Luke 

23  42 

80 

10   14 

337 

24  34 

140 

10  21 

520 John 

1     9 

182 

10  47 

295 

1    12         94,95 

16   16 

469 

1   14 

13* 

Luke       1   74,  75 

532 

1    16 

150 

2   14 

129 

1   29 

179 

2  25 

162 

3   H 

J57 

4  18,  19 

134 

3  16 

171 

5     5 

366 

4  10 

208 

7  47 

87 

4  24 

3 

9  23 

281 

5     2—4 

264 

9  26 

280 

6  20 

289 

10  29—37 

257 

6  37 

376 

10  33>34 

82 

6  35,48 

158 

10  42 

297 

6  53—55 

483 

12   16 — 22 

400 

6  67 — 69 

440 

12  32     127 

,240 

7  37 

120 

12  33 

436 

8  36 

93 

*2  35—33 

325 

9  25 

244 

13     6—9 

5" 

10     9 

165 

34  22 

118 

10  10 

101 

14  22     473 

,486 

10  27 — 29 

J°3 

H  23 

119 

M   35 

484 

'5     3*4 

79 

12  32 

138 

15  32 

273 

13     7 

35 

16  25 

582 

'3   J5 

166 

18   M     235 

5236 

14     6     202 

j  377 

'8  35-38 

369 

14  16,  17 

213 

19     1  — 10 

73 

14  16,  18 

206 

39  41 

367 

14  19 

181 

21    19 

263 

15     1-5 

200 

22  31,32 

155 

l5   15 

66 

22  54 — 62 

3M 

17  24     153 

,587 

23  34 

258 

J9     5 

136 

OF  SCRIPTURES. 

Book 

Ch.  Ver. 

Page  Look 

Ch.  Ver. 

Page 

John 

19  30 

7 

1,72 

1  Cor. 

3  6>7 

360 

19  41 

367 

5  7>8 

186 

20  13 

274 

6  17 

81 

21  6 

366 

* 

6  19 

299 

21  15 

425 

9  24 

302 

21  16 

250 

10  13 

306 

21  18- 

-20 

292 

11  28 

331 

Aas 

1  25 

580 

13  '—  3 

259 

4  12 

196 

13  9 

245 

5  3i 

269 

*5  56 

141 

7  59 

327 

15  57 

552 

8  12 

452 

16  13 

228 

8  21- 

-24 

261 

2  Cor. 

4  6 

243 

8  39 

471 

a  iS 

546 

9  6 

294 

5  H'1; 

*39 

10  36 

17.6 

>  l11 

6  2 

376 

10  38 

435 

9  15 

171 

12  6, 

7 

307 

12  9 

125 

17  30 

267 

j3  11 

516 

20  24 

326 

13  "  + 

392 

20  26, 

27 

414 

Gil. 

3  IO 

52 

24  24,25 

380 

3  28 

255 

26  22 

510 

,512 

4  6 

92 

Rom. 

1  16 

6c 

,225 

5  *7 

4' 

6  4 

449 

Eph; 

1  5 

65 

7  J7 

39 

1  7,11 

75 

7  19 

3°9 

1  11 

3i 

7  23 

41 

1  21 

479 

8  11 

568 

2  5,  8, 1 

11  217 

8  14 

207 

2  18 

22 

8  33- 

-39 

63 

2  13^9 

406 

11  1, 

26 

422 

3  8 

151 

12  1 

298 

4  8,  11, 

[2  407 

13  11 

586 

4  I5>i6 

172 

i  Cor. 

1  3°> 

31 

203 
3 

CL2 

5  15*16 

544 

A  TABLE 

Book 

Ch.    Ver. 

Page 

Book 

Ch.    Ver. 

Page 

Eph. 

6  13- 

**7 

3°3 

Heb. 

7   25 

152 

Phil. 

1     6 

64 

9  2T 

5S5 

1   23 

554 

10  39 

2Z$ 

2     8, 

9 

148 

11   13,16 

300 

3     *2- 

-14 

302 

12      7 

278 

4     1 

416 

'3  17 

41O 

4     4 

149 

13  20,  21 

39° 

4     5 

261 

James 

1  27 

284 

4     7 

39i 

2  10 

52 

4     8 

282 

1  Pet. 

1  18,  19 

70 

4  *9> 

20 

126 

2     6 

163 

Col. 

1  19 

150 

2     7     173 

,  192 

2  15 

148 

ii 

3    20,21 

104 

3     " 

470 

2  Pet. 

1     4 

128 

3   " 

240 

3  18 

322 

i  Thef. 

4  i3 

562 

1  John 

1     3 

06 

j  Tim. 

1  1 1 

59 

1     9 

S8 

1  i5 

55 

2     1 

156 

3     8- 

-13 

4*7 

3     1 — 3-  S 

i>95 

3  16 

146,174 

5  21 

299 

6  12 

3°3 

Jude 

2®,  21 

375 

2  Tim. 

1     9 

108 

Rev. 

«     7 

576 

1  12 

64 

2     1 

412 

2  *3 

64 

2  10 

328 

3  i* 

3'7 

5     9—H 

387 

Heb. 

1  14 

3°7 

5   I2 

479 

4     2 

53 

6  14—17 

576 

4     9 

352 

19   10 

205 

4  16 

357 

20   12 

57i 

6  18 

230 

22   16 

160 

6  19, 

20 

167 

22    17 

121 

7     1- 

-21 

183 

22   17,20 

574 

CONTENTS. 


AARON,  his  breaft  plate 

Hymn 

1  and  Page 
■54 

Melchifedec  and  Chrift 

183, 

190,  191 

Abraham's  God 

■ 

66 

Care  of  his  family 

- 

334 

Interceilion  for  Sodom 

- 

526 

Acceptance  through  Chrift  alone 

- 

377 

Accefs  to  God  by  Chrift 

- 

83 

Atlivity  in  religion 

• 

325»293 

Adam  the  fir  ft  and  fecond 

- 

3« 

Admiration  and  joy 

- 

477 

Adoption 

- 

91—937 

AJJlicTwn,  pleading  with  God  under 

it 

312 

Prefence  of  God  defired  in  it 

- 

537 

See  Sichnefs 

Amur's,  wifh. 

. 

262 

Angels,  miniftering  to  Chrift 

- 

146 

Miniftering  to  Chriftians 

- 

3°7 

Reply  to  the  women  that  fought 

Chrift 

144. 

Their  fong  at  the  birth  of  Chrift 

. 

129,130 

The  fallen,  paffed  by 

- 

'37 

Apqftacy  deprecated 

- 

439,  440 

Ark,   Noah  preferved  in  it 

- 

104 

Armour,  the  fpiritual 

. 

£°3 

Afienfion  of  Chrift 

- 

'4*t.*4S 

AJfociations  of  minifters  and  churches 

423—  43 l 

Spiritual,   regiftercd  in  heaven 

- 

423 

Minifters  abounding  in  'he  work, 

fee. 

424 

Loveft  thou  me  ?  feed  my  fheep 

- 

425 

Prayer  for  minifters 

- 

426 

A  revival  defired 

. 

427 

Spread  of  the  gofpel  longed  for 

. 

428,  210 

Praife  for  the  increafe  of  the  church 

429,  430 

Spiritual  temple  completed 

- 

43* 

Atonement  of  Chrift 

. 

74 

Gratitude  for  it 

- 

75 

3  R 

CONTENTS.  P. 

Atonement^  pleaded               -  -  76 

Awakened  Sinner's  prayer  -  294 

B 
Backjliders  invited  to  return  118,  121,  176 

Backflidings,  and  returns  -  313,  314 

Dreaded  -  106,  439,  440 

JBaptifm                        -  -  442 — 471 

Barren  fig-tree                       -  -  511 

Barrimeus's  prayer                   -  -  369 

Benevolence  a  duty  and  pleafure  -  246,  166 

Birth  of  Chrift                   -  -  129 — 132 

Birth-day  hymn                      -  -  512 

Bodies  of  the  faints,  the  care  of  God  285,  288 

Temples  of  the  Holy  Ghoft  -  299 

Boldnefs,  holy                   -  -  357 

Book  of  life                       -  -  9,  m 

Brethren}  love  to  them  -  254 

C 

Calling,  effectual,  77,  78,  and  glorification  108 

Canaan,  the  heavenly,  2d  part  of  hymn  66 

The  happinefs  of  it  longed  for  -  232 

Way  to  it.      See  Heaven  -  201 

Ceremonial  law                     -  -  53 

Charity                      -                      246,  257,  432 — 436 

Children,  every  day  given  to  the  Lord  336 

Chrift's  regard  to  them  -  337 

Chrift,  Aaron  the  true  -  154 

Adam  the  fecond  -  38 

Advocate                      -  -  156,  152 

Angel  of  the  covenan  -  184 

Brazen  ferpent  -  157 

Bread  of  life                 -  -  158 

Bridegroom                   -  -  159 

Bright  and  morning  flar  -  160 

Brother                          -  -  240 

Chief  among  ten  thoufand  -  161 

Conization  of  Ifrael  -  162 


CONTENTS. 

P. 

C'.nft..   corner  (lone 

_ 

163 

Defoe  of  all  nations 

- 

164 

Door 

- 

165 

Example 

- 

166 

Forerunner 

- 

167 

Foundation 

- 

163, 167 

Fountain  opened 

- 

168,  169 

Friend 

- 

170* 385 

Gift  of  God 

- 

171 

Guide 

- 

567 

Head  of  the  church 

- 

172 

Hufbacd 

- 

i59 

Jefus 

- 

173*475 

ImmanueJ 

- 

174 

King  of  faints 

- 

i75»'77 

Kinlman 

- 

178 

Lamb  of  God 

- 

179 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb 

- 

387 

Leader 

- 

180 

Life  of  the  foul 

- 

181 

Light 

. 

182 

Lord  of  all 

- 

176,177 

Melchifedec 

- 

183,386 

MefTenger  of  the  covenant 

. 

184 

MefTiah 

. 

185 

PafTover 

. 

186 

Pearl  of  great  price 

- 

187 

Phyfician,  of  the  foul 

- 

188 

Of  the  foul  and  body 

-. 

189 

Prieft,  the  great  high 

- 

190,191 

Prince  and  Saviour 

. 

269 

Prophet,  Prieft  and  King 

- 

192 

Ranfom 

~ 

9°^9l 

Refuge 

- 

305 

Righteoufnefs,  our 

- 

194 

Rock  fmitten 

- 

l9S 

Saviour,  the  only 

- 

196, 269 

3  R  2 

CONTENTS. 

P. 

Chrlfl,  Saviour  able  and  willing 

"5 

Shepherd 

197 

Strong  hold 

198 

Sun 

199 

Vine 

2CO 

Way  196.     Way  to  Canaan 

20I 

Way,  truth,  and  life 

202 

Wifdom,  righteoufnefs,  fan&ification, 

&c.      203 

The  burden  of  the  fong 

386,387 

ALL  IN  ALL 

204,  205 

Chrijltari)  awakened 

294 

Crying  for  mercy 

295 

Longing  for  an  intereft  in  Chriil 

296 

Choofing  the  good  part 

297 

Devoting  himfelf  to  God 

298 

His  body  the  temple  of  the  Spirit 

299 

A  pilgrim 

300 

his  fong 

301 

Running  the  race 

302 

Fighting  the  good  fight 

3°3 

On  his  fpiritual  voyage 

3°4 

Tempted 

3C5 

His  temptations  moderated 

3c6 

Miniftered  to  by  angels 

3°7 

Walking  in  darknels  and  trufring 

30S 

Complaining  of  fin  and  inccnftancy 

3°9>310 

Lamenting  pride 

3!I 

Pleading  with  God  under  affliction 

312 

BackHiding  and  returning 

3»3 

Falling  and  recovered 

3*4 

Wifhing  to  be  as  in  months  pad 

3 '5 

Troubled,  but  making  God  his  refuge 

316 

Perfecuted 

3*7 

Cart  down,  but  hoping  in  God 

3'8 

His  requeft 

3*9 

Watching  and  praying 

320 

His  prayer  anfwered  by  croffes 

321 

CONTENTS.  P. 

Chrijlian,  growing  in  grace  -  322 

Rifing  to  God  -  -  323 

Remembering  all  the  way,  &c.  324 

Waiting  for  the  coming  of  his  Lord  325 

Defirous  of  finifhing  his  courfe  with  joy  326 

Committing  his  departing  fpirit  to  Jefus  327 

Crowned  -  -  328 

Church,  defer ibed,  403.  formed  *•  406 

Prefence  of  Chrifl:  the  joy  of  it  -  404 

Way  to  it  enquired  -  405 

Begging  a  pafcor  of  the  Lord  -  409 

Praying  for  their  minifter  -  415 

Praying  for  their  paftor  when  ill         -  413 

Choofmg  deacons  -  417 

Chrifl's  care  of  churches  and  minivers  414 

Glory  of  it  predicted  -       418,419 

prayed  for  -  419 — 422,441 

Church  Meetings  -  -        437,441 

See  Mini/lets,  alfo  Ajfociations 

Come  and  welcome  to  Jefus  Chrifl  -  115 

Colleftions  for  poor  churches  and  minifters  432 — 436 

Communion,  with  God  -  96 

With  Chrilt     487,  defired  97 — 99 

With  faints      254,  with  our  own  hearts         329 

CompaJJton  of  Chrift  -  367 

Complaint ',  of  inability  to  do  good  -  309 

Of  inconflancy  31c.      Of  pride  311 

Of  hardnefs  of  heart  -  250 

Of  Cupidity  in  hearing  and  prayer  275 

Of  unfruitfulnefs  -  5 1  r. 

Under  great  pain  -  358 

Condefcend'mg  grace  of  Chrift  -  133 

Condtfcenfion  of  God  -  14 

Confidence  in  God  -        286,  344 

Conficl  -  -  4m3c9 

Contentment  See  Refignailtm         2C2,  276 — 279 

Contrition  of  heart  -  275 


CONTENTS.  P. 


LGrvrrJion,  a  work  or  eihcacious  grac 

e 

77 

Of  a  Tinner;    or,  joy  in  heaven 

79>43$ 

Of  the  thief                    80.     Of  Zac 

beua       78 

Praife  to  God  for  it 

- 

8-1 

Conviction,  fpiritual 

- 

50,  294 

Coronation  of  Chrifl 

_ 

176,  177 

Counfel  of  God's  will 

- 

3< 

Covenant  of  grace       66>  223. 

pleaded       68 

Supporting  under  trouble 

- 

67 

Creation,  a  fummary  view  of  it 

~ 

27 

Of  man 

- 

27,  28 

Creating  wifdom,  fcng  to  it 

- 

29 

And  providence 

- 

32 

Crofs  of  Chriil             137.     flying  to 

it 

52 

Attractions  of  it 

- 

*3§ 

Triumphs  of  it 

- 

481 

Crofs,  the  chriftian's  taken  up 

- 

280, 281 

Crojfes,  prayer  anfwered  by  them 

- 

1'*"' 

Crown  him 

- 

17^77 

Crown  of  glory  promifed 

D 
Darknefs,  walking  in  it 

- 

338 

* 

308 

Hope  in  it 

- 

231 

Spirit  of  God  addreffed  in  it 

- 

214 

Day,  one  well  fpent 

- 

226 

Deacons,  at  a  choice  of 

- 

4»7 

Death,  and  eternity 

• 

550 

Preparation  for  it  defired 

- 

561 

Of  the  (Inner  and  faint 

- 

559 

Of  Mofes 

• 

555 

A  deep  to  good  men 

- 

562 

Victory  over  it  through  Chrift 

- 

552 

The  welcome  mefTenger 

- 

555 

And  judgment,  See  Funeral 

- 

5*5 

Decrees  of  God 

- 

9 

Delight  in  God  248.          in  worftiip 

3-14.346 

Deliverances,  national,  celebrated 

532—535 

CONTENTS.  P^ 

Defpair,  finful     90.          prevented  287 

Difficulties  fur  mounted  -               447 

Diligence  and  holy  zeal  -        295,  325 

Difmijfton,  hymns  at                   -  378 — 392 

Dominion  of  God  -                      9 

Doxohgies  _     -  5^9—593'  393—397 

Drawings  of  the  Spirit  of  God  -                 216 

Drought,  threatening  -                 50c 

Duties,  and  piivileges  -                375 

Difficulties  thereof  furrnounted  -                447 

Duty  to  God                   -  -                   47 

And  our  neighbour  -         48, 242 

E 

Early  piety                      -  -                518 

Earthly  things,  their  vanity  -                 398 

Ebene-zer  -  509,510,512,290 

Education  of  youth  -       522,523 

Eleclic:i,  62.     Confequences  of  it  -                  6$ 

Godly  confideration  of  it  comfortable*  65 

Encouragement,  and  invitation  1 14 — 121 

To  fuch  who  feek  a  rifen  Jefus  -                 144 

To  young  perfons  to  feeli  Chriii  -                518 

To  the  weak  in  faith  -                220 

To  truft  and  love  God  -                285 

To  prayer                   -  -               353 

Enemies,  love  to  them  -                258 

Eternity,  of  God            -  4 

Joyful  and  tremendous  -                548 

Time  and  eternity  -                546 

Death  and  eternity  -             \  550 

Prayer  in  profpect  of  it  -                549 

Evening  hymns              -  495 — 497,  226 

Everlafting  love.      See  Ele&ien  -                  62 

Example  of  Chrift                  •>  1 66,  258,  43  J 

Exaltation  of  Ch rift               -  1 47,  148,  269 

Excellencies  of  Chrift  -                 16 1 

3  s  3 


CONTENTS. 

P. 

F 

Faith,  its  author  and  precioufnefs 

. 

217 

Nature  and  effecls 

. 

222 

Power  of  218.     Weaknefs  of  it 

224 

Struggling  with  unbelief 

. 

219 

Fainting  220              Reviving 

- 

221 

Conquering  222       Connected  wi 

di  fa!< 

ration   225 

Faithful nefs  of  God 

- 

19,306 

Fall  of  man,  lamented 

- 

42 

And  recovery 

- 

122 

Family  worfhip 

333—337 

Faft  day  hymns 

525- 

-528,530 

Fear  of  God,  exercifed  all  the  day 

226 

The  happinefs  attending  it 

- 

227,  285 

Fears  and  doubts  removed 

« 

289, 286 

Fear  not 

. 

2&8 

I  will  truft  and  not  be  afraid 

. 

2QO 

Feaji,  the  gofpel 

56,473,486 

Room  at  it 

- 

118,486 

Felix  trembling 

- 

380 

Felloivfhip  of  the  faints 

- 

254 

Fervency  of  devotion  defired 

- 

211 

Following  Chrift 

292 

,  445,  446 

Forgivenefs.      See  Pardon 

- 

87 

God  ready  to  forgive 

- 

90 

Forms  vain  without  religion 

- 

345 

Fortitude,   holy 

- 

228 

Fulnefs  of  Chrift 

- 

150 

Funeral^   See  Death 

Of  an.  infant 

- 

556 

Of  a  young  perfon 

- 

557 

Of  children 

- 

558 

Of  a  believer 

- 

560 

Of  a  minifter 

- 

566 

Futurity  committed  to  the  Lord 

- 

510 

G 

General  meetings — See  AJfociatxons 

CONTENTS.  !». 

Glorying  in  the  Lord  alone  -                23$ 

God — a  Father               -  -          92,27^ 

A  refuge  316.  is  love  -                241 

A  portion                    -  -                 276 

The  fearcher  of  the  heart  -                   28 

Reafoning  with  men  -                 114 

Our  God  124.  for  ever  and  ever  385 

Exalted  above  all  praife  -                   26 

Good  Samaritan,  parable  of  the  -                 257 

Goodnefs  of  God,    1  2,  30.  and  juftice  18 

In  giving  his  Son  -                   12 

Go/pel,                              -  -                   54 

Glorious                      -  '59 

Worthy  of  all  acceptation  -                  55 

The  power  of  God  to  falvation  -                  60 

Reprefented  by,  a  feaft  486,362,56,473 

The  Jubilee                  -  57j5§ 

Rationally  defended  -                  61 

Freenefs  of  it  -                362 

Net,  carting  it                  -  -                366 

Spread  of  it  defired          -  370,374,428 

Grace,  electing,  adopting,  fovereign  lAi&5 

Efficacious  77.  diftinguiming  -                 110 

Sufficient  125.  defired  -                382 

Growing  in  it  322.  defired  '-                290 

Salvation  by  grace  -                 1 1 1 

Gratitude  the  fpring  of  true  religion  216 

Grave                             -  -       550,567 

Gravity  and  decency  -                 229 

Growth  in  grace  322.  defired  -                 39° 

Habitation,  going  to  a  new  one  ^^^ — 335 

Happinefs,  in  God                        -  2$$>  248 

Attending  divine  wifdom  -                 291 
Of  thofe  who  fear  God  227,  and  truft  in  him  285 

Of  the  poor  in  fpirit  -                 234 

Of  humble  worfnippers  -                 343 

3  T 


CONTENTS.  P. 

Happivrfs,  of  fpiritual  pilgrims                -  300 

Of  being  with  Chriii                            -  554 

Harmony  of  the  divine  perfections          -  2 1 

Harvejl  and  fummer                                 -  504,  505 

Hearty  evil  40.  contrite  defired               -  75 

Hard  lamented  250.      new  defired  382 

Heaven*  anticipated,   2d  part  of  hymn  66 

Promifed  land,   584.     a  kingdom  324 

Happinefs  and  joys  of  it                     -  583,585 

Wormip  of  it  587.     The  everlafiing  fong        588 

Hells  the  Tinner's  own  place                   -  580 

Everlafting  mifery  of  it                       -  42 

Praife  for  being  cut  of  it                    -  16 

And  heaven               -                         -  582 

Help  prayed  for  379.      obtained            -  509,510 

Holinefs,  defired  290.      2dnartofhymn  62 

Of  God                     -  17 

Hope,  in  darknefs  251.     fet  before  us  230 

Encouraged  by  the  perfections  of  God  233 

Hoping  and  longing  for  glory             -  232,  253 

Humble,  their  joy  encouraged                  -  260 

Humiliation  of  Chrift                                 -  1 48 

Humility  of  mind  234.  prayed  for          -  237 

The  humble  publican                            -  236 

Humble  pleadings  for  mercy              -  235 

Kjp0C!"ify  dreaded                                     -  108,283 

I 

Idol  worfnip  ftupid  -  233 
Idols  renounced  and  God  welcomed  into  the  foul  299 
lUnsfs,  See  Sicknefs 

Immutability  of  God  5 

Inability  to  do  good  complained  of        -  309 

Incarnation  of  Chrift                    -  129 — 132 

Incomprehenfibility  of  God                          -  23 

Incovjlancy  lamented                                  -  310 

In  dive  I lin*  (in                     «                            -  39 

Infants,   See  Children                                -  336 


CONTENTS.  P. 

Infants,  dying  In  the  arms  of  Jefus  556 

Infinity  of  God                 -  -  G 

Influences  of  the  Spirit  -  206 — z\G 

Compared  to  living  water  -  2c3 

To  rain  209.  to  the  wind  -  212 

Defired2io — 2  1  2.  experienced  -  213 

Ingratitude  to  Chrifl:  detetted  -  252 

Injpiration  of  the  fcriptures  -  43 

Intercejfwn  of  Chrilr,    152    prevalent  153 

For  Peter                   -  -  155 

Typified  by  Aaron's  breaft-platc,  -  154 

Inter  eft  in  Chrift  defired  -  296 

Invitations  of  fcripture  -  1 14 — 121 

To  the  Gofpel  feaft  -  473 

jfabez's  prayer                   -  -  38  r. 

Jews  prayed  for              -  -  422 

Joy,  of  the  humble          -  -  260 

And  rejoicing  -  238 — 24c 

The  return  of  joy         -  -  24J 

Julitee                                *  -  57,58 

Judgment- Jay  -  570—579 

The  coming  of  the  Judge  575—578.  defired  574 

Books  opened               -  -  571 

Sentence  on  the  wicked  -  572 

On  the  righteous  -  573 

A  place  at  the  right  hand  defired  -  579 

Juftice  and  goodnefs  of  God  -  18 

Juflice  and  equity  to  our  neighbour  -  242 

Jujlification                         -  -  83,  84 

K 

Kingdom,  of  Chrilr.  149.   increafing  430 

Of  God,  to  be  firft  fought  -  519 

Of  glory,  fee  Heaven  -  234 

Knowledge,  fpiritual  -      243 — 245 

Defired  of  God  its  author  -  243 

Imperfect  at  prefent  -  245 

One  thing  I  know  -  244 

3  T  2 


CONTENTS. 

P. 

Knowledge,  and  happinefa 

291 

L 

Latter  day  glory  longed  for 

421 

Law,  moral  47,  48.  honored  by  Chrift 

5C 

>>356 

Sinners  found  wanting  by  it 

49 

Practical  ufe  of  it 

5° 

Ceremonial 

53 

And  gofpel 

5Z 

Legal  obedience  followed  by  evangelical 

5l 

Leper  crying  189.  289.  healed 

102 

Liberality,  See  Charity 

246 

Liberty,  fpiritual 

93 

Life,  abundant  by  Chrift 

IOI 

Lonf  fujfering  of  God 

16 

Lord's  day,  See  Refurreclion  of  Chrifl 

Mornrpg 

346- 

-349 

Evening 

35°~ 

-352 

Lord's  prayer 

35* 

Lord's  Supper 

472- 

-490 

Lojl  Jheep  found,  parable  of  the 

79 

Loving  kindnefs  of  God 

13 

Love,  of  God,  electing,  everlafting 

62 

Eternal  and  unchangeable 

64 

Redeeming  love 

69 

Love  of  Chrifl,  constraining 

J39 

,446 

On  a  crofs  and  a  throne 

480 

Weeping  and  dying 

484 

Love,  to  God 

247 

To  Chrift  prefent  or  abfent 

249 

Loveft  thou  me  ? 

250, 

425 

Defiring  to  love  Chrift 

250: 

,251 

Profeffion  of  love  to  the  Redeemer 

252 

Supreme  love 

'*53 

To  the  brethren  254.  unfeigned 

256 

To  all  faints 

255 

To  our  neighbour 

257 

To  our  enemies 

24; 

258 

CONTENTS.  P. 

Love,  all  attainments  vain  without  love  259 

M 

Majefly  of  God                   -  -                   17 

Manna                                    -  -         1 5  8,  180 

Mariner,  the  fpiritual  -                 300 

Afdriner's  Pfalm  36 

Meditation  329.   on  the  crofs  of  Chrift  478 

Meek  beautified  with  falvatioo  -                 260 

Meeting  and  parting  of  friends  514 — 5  1 6 

Mercies  in  con  (rant  fucceiTion  -                 547 

Mercy  of  God                  -  -.                  15 

Pleaded  for  235.  332.      implored  295 

And  truth  met  together  -                  21 

Mejfage  of  the  Redeemer  -                 134 

Midnight  cry                    -  -                  155 

Minijlers,  nothing  without  Chrift  -                 360 

Abounding  in  the  work  of  the  Lord  424 

Watching  for  fouls            -  -                410 

Leaving  a  people              -  -                414 

Illnefs  of  one                    -  -                413 

Meeting  of,    See  AJpjcialions 

Chrift's  care  of  them  -                413 

Prayer  for  them              -  -       416,42ft 

Collection  for  poor  miniiters  432 — 4,36 

Mini/try,  gofpel  Lnftituted  by  Chrift  -                 407 

One  called  to  the  work  of  the  miniftry  408 
Min'iftry  of  angels,  fee  Angels 

Miracle s  of  Chrift  applied  -                 189 

Mijjionaries  prayed  for  -                420 

Moderation                        -  -        261,262 

Mortality  of  man,  See  Death  4,  524,  543 

Morning  Hymns                      -  49 1 — 494,226 

Mutability  of  the  creation  -                       r 

N 

National  prayer  and  praife              -  525 — 536 

Nativity  of  Chrift                                -  12  9—  1 3  L 

Noah  preferred  in  the  ark  -                  K4 

3  u 


CONTENTS. 

Neighbour,  our  duty  to  him 

Our  love  to  him 
NerJ/  Tear's  Day 
Not  unto  us 

O 
Obedience  evangelical 
Omnipotence  of  God 
Omniprefsnce  and  omnifcience  of  God 
Old  Age 

One  thing  needful 

Ordination  hymns  -  410— 

Original  fin 

P 
Pardon 

Of  all  fin 

Spoken  by  Chrift 

Confeffion  and  pardon 

And  fan  edification 

God  ready  to  forgive 
Pardoning  God  85.  love 
Parting  of  chriflian  friends 
Pa/lor,  one  fought  of  God 

His  prayer  for  his  people 

Peoples  prayer  for  him 
Patience  of  God  admired 

Chriftian  patience  defired 
Peace,  promifed  and  prayed  for 

God  fpeaking  it  to  the  foul 
Peace,  of  the  nation  prayed  for 

Praife  for  it 
Penitence  and  hope,   See  Repentance 
Penitent,  the,   271.  his  fighs 
Perfetlions  of  God 

In  harmony  21.  celebrated 

Moral  perfections  imitated 
Perfecution  to  be  expected  by  good  men 
Perfeverance  in  grace 


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COX  TINTS.  P. 

JV/hvr^5  defircd                      -  105,106 

Peter,  admoni.'hcd  by  Chrilt  -  155 

His  fall  and  recovery  -  313,314 

And  John  following  Chrift  -  292 

Pilgrim  the  fpiritual  300.   his  fong  -  301 

Pillar  of  lire  44..  and  cloud  -  180,418 

PJeafures,  of  religion  -  291 

Unfeen  longed  for             -  546 

Pool  of  Bethefda                    -  -  364 

Poor  in  fpirit  bleil'ed                -  -  234 

Portion,  God  a                          -  -  276 

Poverty,  fpiritual                      -  -  234 

Power  and  providence  of  God  -  7 

Pra'ife  to  God,  from  the  whole  creation  I 

For  the  ble.(]ings  of  providence  and  grace  37 

For  the  fountain  opened  -  169 

For  falvation                     -  -  383 

To  the  Redeemer            -  -  488,489 

To  Father,   Son,  and  Spirit  -  22 

God  exalted  above  all  praife  -  26 

Prayer,  fecret  332.   the  Lord's  -  350 

Anfwered  316.   by  croiTes  -  321 

Immportunity  in  it  -  354 

Impei fetf  but  accepted  -  156 

Benefit  of  it,  and  exhortation  to  it  353 

Hymns  before  praver  •  353 — 358 

Preparatory  thought  for  the  Lord'6  Supper  472 

Preface,   of  God  worth  dying  for  555 

Of  Chriil  the  joy  of  his  people  404,  554,  135 

Promifed  379.  longed  for  -  220 

Pride  lamented  -  311, 345 

Priejlhood  of  Chrilr.  1 90.  its  excellency  191 

Privileges  of  the  fons  of  God                   -  94,  375 

Prodigal  Son,  parable  of  the  -  273 

Promifes,  the  fir  ft  promife  -  122 

Of  ltrength  according  to  our  days  123 

Of  the  divine  prefence  -  124 

3  U  2 


CONTENTS. 

p. 

Promifesy  of  fufficient  grace 

--... 

125 

Of  a  fupply  of  all  our  need 

. 

126 

Of  the  kingdom 

- 

127 

Exceeding  great  and  precious 

- 

128 

Prbphecy,  Chrilt  the  fubftance  of  it 

. 

205 

Fulfilled 

. 

185 

Profperity  of  foul  defired 

_ 

322 

Providence  31.  and  power  of  God 

_ 

7 

Equitable  and  kind  ^^.  myflerious 

34 

To  be  explained  hereafter 

- 

35 

Bereaving  fubmitted  to 

. 

563 

Praife  for  the  bleirings  of  it 

- 

37 

Public  an  y  the  humble 

" 

236 

R 

Racgy  the  chridian 

m 

302 

Rainy  threatening 

- 

502 

Reading  the  fcriptures 

- 

35° 

Reafon  32.  an  inefficient  guide 

. 

106 

Recolledion  grateful 

324>5°9 

Redeeming  love 

69 

,  169 

Redav.pliony  by  Chrift  alone 

70 

Finifhed  71,  72.  wonders  of  it 

. 

485 

Gratitude  to  God  for  it 

. 

73 

Refuge,  God  a,   316.  Chrift  a 

52,  100 

>3°5 

Regeneration ,   See  Convcrjion 

Rejoicing  in  God  238.  in  hope 

- 

240 

In  the  ways  of  God 

- 

239 

And  going  on  our  way 

- 

240 

Religiony  gratitude  the  fpring  of  it 

- 

216 

Internal,  defired 

. 

284 

Perfonal 

329~ 

-332 

Family 

333- 

-337 

Public 

y^- 

-397 

Vain  without  love 

259 

Remembering  all  the  way,  &c. 

- 

324 

Repentance,   commanded  by  God 

. 

267 

Given  by  Chrift 

- 

269 

CONTENTS. 

:-. 

tance,  and  hope 

. 

2/2 

Prayed  for,  See  Penitence  and  Pmitent 

268 

Why  wecpeft  thou  ? 

- 

274 

Refignation,  See  Suhmtjjion 

276 — 279 

Rejolution,  to  ferve  the  Lord 

. 

334 

The  fuccefsful  oae 

. 

355 

RemrreSion,  of  the  body 

- 

568, 569 

OfChrift 

140- 

-'4.3,474 

A  pledge^of  ours 

- 

j43 

Comfortable  to  fuch  who  feek  Chrift 

144 

And  afcenflon  of  Chrift 

142,  145 

Retirement 

- 

329 

Revival  prayed  for 

- 

427 

Rich  fool  furprifed 

- 

400 

Ricbfs  their  emptinefs 

- 

398 

Riches  of  Chritt  unfearchable 

. 

15i 

Righteous,  See  Chriftian 

Righteoufnefs,  imputed 

- 

84 

Human,  inefficient  to  juflify 

83,50 

Rifing  to  God 

- 

323 

Rulers  prayed  for 

- 

5tf 

S 
Sabbath,   See  Lord's  day 

47 

> 348,  352 

Safety  of  Cnrid's  flieep 

103 

Saint  indeed 

. 

261 

Salvation,  approaching 

- 

224,586 

Of  finners 

107—113 

The  method  of  it,  107.  complete 

-  • 

109 

Free  108.  by  grace 

1 1 0, 1 1 1 

An  intereft  in  it  defired 

» 

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What  mutt  I  do  to  be  faved  ? 

m 

2  94 

God  glorious  and  finners  faved 

- 

1 12 

Praife  for  it 

. 

383 

Samaritan,  the  good 

. 

257 

S  a  notification,  and  pardon 

- 

ICO 

A  fid  growth  dsfired 

- 

102,390 

3  * 

CONTENTS'. 


Sit  tan  rqmlfed 

. 

287 

Scriptures,  their  infpiration 

. 

43 

Their  ufefulnefs  44.  riches 

. 

45 

Their  {efficiency  and  excellency 

- 

46 

Reading  them 

- 

33o 

Seafons  crowned  with  goodnefs 

. 

508 

Secret  Prayer 

. 

S3- 

Self-Dedication 

. 

298 

,490 

Self-Denial 

- 

280 

,281 

Self- Examination  33  r.  Lord,  fearch 

me 

283 

Self-Exiftence  and  felf-fufficiencz  of  God 

20,23 

Seriov.fnefs  prayed  for 

- 

549 

Sermon,  hymns  before  it 

-- 

359 

•37i 

Hymns  after  it 

372~ 

-39* 

Shame,  on  account  of  Chrift,  abhorred 

45J 

Sheep  of  Chrift  fecure 

- 

i°3 

Shepherd,  See  Chrift 

- 

101 

Sicknefs,  prefence  of  God  defired  in 

it 

537 

Submifiion  under  it 

. 

540 

Complaint  and  hope  in  it 

. 

538 

General 

- 

539 

And  recovery 

- 

54* 

>54* 

Sinai  and  Calvary 

- 

ft 

Sincerity  and  truth  282.  defired 

- 

283 

Sin,  original  38.   indwelling 

- 

39 

And  grace 

- 

41 

And  forrow  laid  before  God 

- 

99 

Sinner,  impatient,  found  wanting 

- 

49 

Reafoning  with  581.  convinced 

- 

50 

Repenting  accepted 

- 

273 

And  faints  in  the  wreck  cf  nature 

570 

Death  of  the  finn-er 

- 

55') 

Sion^  its  (lability  and  glory 

- 

403 

Aiding  the  way  to  it 

- 

405 

Glorious  tilings  fpoken  of  it.   See  Church 

418 

Sovg,  to  creating  wifdo-m 

29 

CONTENTS.  P, 

Song,  t-f  the  angels  at  (Thrift's  birth  129,  130 

Of  the  fpiritual  pilgrim  -                 301 

Of  praife  to  the  Redeemer  3475488,489 

Sons  of  God,  their  privileges  -            94, 95 

Sorrow,  godly,   See  Repentance 

For  fin,  defired                  -  -                274 


Laid  before  God 


99 


Soul,  worth  of  it                      -  -  401 

Sovereignty  of  God                   -  -  n 

Sower,  parable  of                    -  -  372>373 

Spirit  of  God,. See  Influences  -  206 — 216 

The  Comforter             -  -  206 

Leads  the  people  of  God  -  207 

AddrefTed  under  darknefs  -  214 

Grieved  but  intreated  not  to  depart  21c 

His  drawings  celebrated  -  216 

Spiritual  mindednefs          -  -  284 

Spirituality  of  God  -  2 

Spring                                 -  -  498— 5  co 

Strait  Gate                          -  -  16  ^ 

Strength  as  our  days  are  -  123,  125 

SubmiJJion,  to  the  will  of  God  276,  277,  264. 

To  bereaving  providences  563.   filial  278 

It  is  the  Lord,  let  him,  &c.  -  279 

Suffering  christians,  dear  to  Chiift  -  280 

Sufferings  of  Chrift,   See  LorcV-s  Supper  iq<5 

Summer  and  harveft  -  504,  50c 

Sunday  Schools                    -  -  C2  2} C2? 

Supplication  '                       -  -  2GC 

T 

Temple,  the  bodies  of  the  faints  -  299 

The  fpiritual  completed  -  42! 

Temptation,   305,  324.   moderated  -  jo6 

Tempted  Saints,  Chnft's  interceflion  for  them        155 

Thanh/giving  days                      -  529—536 

Thief  on  the  ciofs               -  .  280 

-,    +■-    ^ 


CONTENTS.  P. 

Thlrfy  fouls  invited  to  Chriit  -  120 

Thunder,  the  God  of  -  503 

Timg,  well  fpent  226.  fhort  -  543 

Now  is  the  accepted  time  -  576, 505 

Every  part  of  it  in  God's  hands  -  545 

And  eternity                   -  -  546 

Transfiguration  of  Chriil  -  135 

Traveller's  Pfalm  -  36 

Trinity ,  the  doctrine  of  the,  (See  Doxolcgies)        22 

Triumphs  of  Chrift  148.  of  the  crofs  -  481 

Trouble,  pleading  with  God  in  it  -  312 

Troubled  but  making  God  our  refuge  3  1 6 

Trufi,  in  God  under  trials  -  4 86,  287 

Humble,  or  defpair  prevented  -  2S7 

Encouragement  to  it  •  285 

1  will  truft  and  not  be  afraid  -  290 

Truth,  and  faithfulnefs  of  God  -  19 

And  mercy  met  together  -  2  £ 

And  fincerity                   -  -  282 

Types,  Chrift  the  fubftance  of  them        53,  205 ;  232 

U 

Unbelief  lamented,  241.  furmounted  -  290 

Union  to  Ch rift                   -  -  81 

Unity  of  God                        -  -  2 

Vanity  of  earthly  things  -  398.  401 

Victory,  thankfgiving  for  natioRal  -  529 

Over  death                     -  -  550 

Vifion  of  the  dry  bones  -  371 

Voyage,  the  fpiritual           -  -  304 

W 

Walking  with  God  98.  in  darknefs  -  308 

Warfare,  the  chriftian  -  228, 303 

IVarrior  animated  and  crowned  -  328 

Watchfulnefs  rewarded              -  -  325 

Weary  and  burdened  invited  to  reft  -  117 

Wedding  Hymn                   -  -  553 


CONTENTS.  P. 

Tficied  men  exhorted              -  -               n6 

Winter  improved                   -  -       506, 507 

Wlfdom  of  God  II.  in  creation  -                  29 

And  grace  of  the  gofpel  -                  59 

Wifdonft,  ways  pleafant  -                291 

Wonders  of  redemption  -                 485 
Word  ofGod.   See  Scripture 

World,  vanity  of  it                   -  39^>  339 

Renounced  402.  defpifed  -                253 

No  compenfation  for  the  lofs  of  one  foul  401 

Worjhipi  private                      -  329 — 332 

Family                 -                 -  333 — 337 


Public  338 — 397.  reverential 

17,26 

Opening  a  new  place  of 

338>  340 

Pleafures  of  it              -              341, 

343>  344>  346 

Excellency  of  it 

342.343 

Formal  worfhip  vain 

345 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb 

387»479 

Y 

Tear  crowned  with  goodnefs 

508 

Toutk,  educated 

-      522,523 

Encouraged  to  feek  the  Lord 

517—521 

A  lovely  one  falling  fhort  of  heaven 

520 

Z 

Zeal  and  diligence 

293 

For  Chriit 

292 

For  the  houfe  of  God 

346 

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